The journey started probably around the beginning of May 2019. I had very bad lower back pain, at times I could barely move. I continued to work but it was painful. I went to a chiropractor because I really thought I had hurt my back doing something stupid. When the pain wouldn't go away or get any better my chiropractor said I should go to see a doctor, he even had me get x-rays. The pain was so bad at night I couldn't sleep in my bed. Fortunately, my mom had a motorized recliner, so I slept in that, it still hurt, but at least I could get up. Right after Memorial Day weekend, May 29th to be exact, I couldn't take it anymore, so I called a friend and went to the emergency room. After some bloodwork and a CT Scan, they finally admitted me. I believe it was the next day they told me it was cancer. On the 31st, they did a Bone Marrow Biopsy, I had no clue what to expect. The doctor performed it, came into the room, had me move over to something solid, had my friend help hold...