Kendell Cummings and his friend Brady Lowry were in the wilderness near Yellowstone looking for shed antlers when Brady came across a fresh pile of bear poop. He yelled to alert Kendell, who was about 50 feet away, before he heard a loud crunch and was struck in the chest by a 500lb grizzly. Kendell yelled and threw rocks at the bear. When she didn’t budge, he ran and slammed into her back, which successfully shifted her attention to himself and allowed Brady to get away and get help.

Here is a very concise peek at my life at 23 (male) with Stage 4 Metastatic Bladder Cancer, currently on hospice. I’ve had 30+ surgeries and procedures, every common line/tube you can probably think of, two ostomies, a massive pelvic surgery, scattered tumor removals, and have an underlying MDRO “Nightmare Bacteria” (immune to all antibiotics) infection.

Ask away if you want, or just cringe :)

Image 1: Post surgery of a surgery that removed essentially all of my pelvis organs and tissues. Also created two ostomies, a drain placement, and was followed by a “washout” of the empty space. Was supposed to be a last resort to cure me, failed.

Image 2: Part of my phallus, where my stupidly long tumor burst through a reconstructed urethra. That urethra isn’t connected to anything anymore (no bladder) but the tumor split it open to the outside world.

Image 3: A hefty blood clot I named Dave, which I hacked up right before having a PE (pulmonary embolism).

Image 4: The aftermath for weeks after Dave the blood clot.

Image 5: What my pee/urostomy output has looked like for at least a year. Mainly blood from tearing surgical sites inside, tumor bleeding, and breakdown of my kidneys.

Image 6: Same as image 5, but inside my urostomy bag to help show size of the clots I pass all day long.

Image 7: My most recent drain insertion, a tube going into one of my stomas (urostomy) into my left kidney to attempt to get it to drain some pee, after the tumor blocked it from peeing at all for several days, and I got sepsis (again).

Image 8: Removal of a distant metastasis, and a drain placement. You’re looking at near my armpit, on the side of my chest.

Image 9: Me. Lookin kinda crusty, because cancer sucks and I’m kinda dying. But hair on point, as usual.

I do have an amazon haha, holy cow you guys wiped it clean. I’ve refilled it haha but please don’t focus on getting me things, although I am very appreciative

Heyyyy it’s my cake day!!!