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Around 94/95 when I was doing a lot of boxing I was using a floor/ceiling ball (my own) but hadnt secured the floor hook correctly – A 2 ft piece of rubber/elastic, stretched between the floor and ceiling with an s hook on the end – half hour of not physically being able to stand up and being sick. The dr later described it as putting a tomato on the floor and stamping on it.
For two years I was kept under obs as one side was constantly the size of a tennis ball, then one day I was told that what looked like a tumour had developed – surgery within 3 weeks and 3 months of chemo followed (and whilst I was in hospital I picked up cycling weekly and read about this young US rider that had just been diagnosed with TC too…)
Oh well still had one t hat owrked and I now have a 5 year old son and a 3 year old daughter…