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Steve’s own words-

“It all started on one fateful day that changed my universe. I woke up and realized that everything around me was different and not making any sense. I was moving my right hand , and my left hand moved. I was trying to find the bathroom in my own house and couldn’t get there. I was going in one door and coming out another and things were moving and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. My main focus was how to keep my body safe and not get into a helicopter and fly. It felt like I was in an episode of “Twilight Zone “ or “Outer Limits”. I had an arm coming out of my head and I was bending the universe with my two hands, being at multiple places at same time and I could do anything I wanted. I thought I was in one place and I wasn’t, thought I was with people I knew but I wasn’t. I found myself being able to do and see things that I didn’t know were possible. It wasn’t until later I realized I wasn’t there at all. “

What happened next , wife’s account-

On 10/27/25 , I was at work and noticed that Steve’s location on the app Find my Friends, was not normal for him. It appeared he had been circling our town, going on and off freeway and driving down unfamiliar streets. I grew concerned and jumped in my car and tracked him down. I located him and encouraged him to pull over. He was apparently disoriented but not accepting my assistance. He attempted to walk away from me down the road and refused to come with me. I eventually got him to agree to follow me home. We fortunately made it home in our cars without issues. I called up his sister and niece and they were also very concerned. They convinced him to let me take him to the ER. He is someone who doesn't go to doctor’s and has never sought medical treatment in his life unless as required annually for his pilot medical. It was a blessing that he agreed to go.

Tehachapi ER- After a long wait they ran a CT and saw a very large tumor mass. We requested to be transferred to UCLA for further treatment and not to their preferred Bakersfield hospital. Our request was rejected and we walked out the next afternoon AMA(against medical advice ).. We were then picked up at Tehachapi hospital by his niece Natasha’s husband ,Seth. Seth came from LA and then drove us 2.5 hours to get o UCLA to begin the whole process over.

UCLA ER and Hospital- After a long grueling wait in hallway beds and holding areas, he was finally admitted and got his own room. He went in for a brain biopsy the following day. After stabilization of his brain swelling, he was discharged. The following couple weeks were full of consults ,in order to select the right team to move forward with treatment. He chose the team at Cedars Sinai. His tumor was quite large, grade 4 , inoperable butterfly glioblastoma ,across a sensitive area called the Corpus Callosum. Since his tumor was so aggressive his only option was immediate treatment with SOC (Standard of Care). No time to explore other paths. Therefore, our next step was straight to radiation and chemotherapy.

CEDARS - Radiation -

Steves own words-

“I walk into a sterile room everything clean and quiet. They put a plastic mask built purposely for my brain to protect sensitive areas of my brain, just a piece of thin plastic. I lay down in a bed and a cannon laser looking device super quietly moves around my head and zapping it ,but I don’t feel anything until it’s over. Then I am exhausted and I felt like a rag doll, like a towel on the floor.. It sucked out all my energy, felt like my soul was yanked out of my body. This is the only thing I would change about this experience, I would never step foot in a radiation room. I think it took my soul , my life energy. I feel it fried my brain. You can’t describe radiation and how horrible it really is. There is a real reason why they make a big deal out of ringing the bell at the end of the radiation therapy. This radiation also gave me an association with the “HULK “because he got blasted with radiation. I connect because we both went through a horrible event.”