I had never really been sick in my life before Feburary 2020. I've had pneumonia a few times over the year's from the sometimes daily weather changes that comes with driving 700 miles a day. This time I got it in 24 hours and it put me in the hospital. Double pneumonia while going septic, I don't remember walking into the emergency room. While there they said that their was something in my right kidney and to get it checked out when I got back to Oklahoma. So I did, and it turned out to be cancer, what they didn't tell me was there was another tumor unrelated in my left lung in the main airway which limited the use to just 20% lung capacity. I got both taken care of fully checked out and I went back to work. My 1st clue that something else was wrong didn't come till mid July 2020. I had a little numbness in my left foot in my toes, I loaded some boats and took them to Florida and did fine. Then I loaded a big boat permitted and routed for California. The farther I went the worse it got and the pain was tremendous in my back. Stopped at a hospital they told me I had sciatica and gave me a couple shots and I felt better. But it wasn't, by the time I got to Colorado I couldn't walk without help. My wife met me in Reno and helped me deliver the boat and escorted back to Oklahoma. That was it for me, they found another tumor on T4 vertebrae that was crushing my spinal cord. They operated on me Aug 18th in a 8 hour surgery, when I woke up the doctor told me that he did all he could but I would never walk again as there were no measurable signals below my waist. I told him he was wrong as I was already lifting my feet off the bed. Stage 4 renal cell carcinoma is what I have, a death sentence. It took me 8 months to get to where I can walk with a cane. The surgeon won't clear me to get my DOT medical certification so I'm just retired and grateful that I'm still here.