I don't often come in the Gig Humor section on TB, but this post caught my eye. I was not sure if I wanted to post, but here you go.
Having played for over 35 years, I have played simple sick (cold, flu, etc.) many a time. Aspirin, coffee and maybe even some comforting liquor on occasion got me through

. I even remember having the flu with a pretty high fever once, and using the above treatment method (aspirin, coffee, alcohol), actually seemed to burn the fever right outta me after 4 solid sets in a club on the north side of Chicago. I walked away from that gig feeling pretty good!
Having said that, nothing in my experience compares to this. In 2001, at age 45, I was diagnosed with advanced colon cancer (stage 4a if you know your Dukes staging levels - about 25% odds to live). Quite a shock. I had immediate surgery to remove the tumor and was out for about 4 weeks while I healed up. Then I had to face 18 weeks of chemo. The bands I played in at the time were very cool and asked what I wanted to do. Well, I told them all that I wanted, NEEDED, to play and so they agreed to go along, as long as I could hack it.
Now, I don't know if any of you have ever had the pleasure of chemo, but it does totally kick your a**, and I was no exception. But, I played through every frackin' week of those treatments, even the truly hard final weeks (chemo effects are cumulative) - puking between sets, losing my hair, getting baaad skinny, and and generally feeling reeaally nasty. But, I am here today to say that the playing, the music and the cats in the bands I played with actually got me through that difficult time and I am still here, 7 years later, to tell the story. I never felt so blessed to be a musician and a bassplayer, and will never give it up - being a bass player is tapping into the real core of life.
So count your blessings kids and play on!
fyi - the pic in my sig comes from one of the many full body x-rays I had after diagnosis - one of the techs let me have a jpeg copy. makes a good hallow'een window hanging
