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I was born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, on July 14, 1965. I am the son of Ramón and Lourdes, Galician immigrants who now illuminate me from Heaven.

In 1997, I married Adriana, and very soon, we had to face extremely tough challenges. A few months later, I was diagnosed with colon cancer, and then the situation worsened.

Later, my wife was diagnosed with breast cancer, and in 2002, our daughter Mayra was born—a daughter of Life, a daughter of Hope against all odds, the greatest gift Life could have given me.

"Nothing great ever came easy." Cancer is curable, and I am living proof of that.

Currently, I work in the healthcare field and lead a normal life.

A few years ago, I began studying singing, an old passion of mine, and I do it with true dedication.

Welcome!

I started writing my book Cancer Is Survived Twice (Al cáncer se sobrevive dos veces) in 2000, when I began to leave behind some of the stormiest moments of my life, like those mentioned above.

At first, I had only written a few pages, and the project remained unfinished for several years. Other priorities arose, and it was postponed.

When the circumstances allowed it, I resumed writing. It was a pending task I had with myself and with others. It was my duty to share with the world what I had experienced and accomplished: defeating this dreadful disease.

With great effort, I was able to finish writing and publishing it. It makes me very happy to have helped many people regain strength and hope. Cancer is curable—I am proof of that. It is possible!

The book is available on Amazon at this link: 

You can find me on:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sobrevivicancer

Instagram: @sobrevivicancer

X: @sobrevivicancer

Telegram: @jspadin

Email: jpadin@gmail.com

I will be happy to answer any questions you may have.

In 1997, four months after marrying Adriana, I was diagnosed with colon cancer. I underwent surgery and then started oncology treatments. Six months later, I developed severe liver metastasis, putting my life at significant risk. My doctors gave me a prognosis of only three to five months to live.

That’s how I came across the psychotherapy groups at the Bet on Life Foundation (Fundación Apostar a la Vida). I felt like I was dying.

Emotionally devastated, overwhelmed, and anguished, I had contradictory feelings. I imagined I would find in that group of cancer patients people who were sad and hopeless—people who would pat me on the back and accompany me in the "long and painful disease."

But none of that happened. The first thing that caught my attention was their attitude. They were fighters, warriors, who did not sympathize with my sorrow but encouraged me to battle the disease. That was when I began to understand that I had no certainties, but I had opportunities.

I did not lie in bed asking, "Why me?" Instead, with the help of the group, I stood up to face cancer, even with an adverse prognosis, determined to defeat it and save my life.

Through my work with the group, I made profound and powerful changes. By the end of 1998, my health had improved significantly. A year later, I underwent liver surgery, during which 65% of my liver was removed. A complicated post-operative period put me in check once again, but with total determination, I told my doctor: "You do your part, and I’ll do mine, but I want to walk out of here healthy."

Then, before I was even fully discharged, in January 2000, my beloved wife Adriana was diagnosed with breast cancer. She underwent surgery and subsequent treatments. The shock could not have been greater. Even with her bandages still bleeding, I stood by her side, encouraging and supporting her during those incredibly difficult times.

In the end, we achieved the outcome we had hoped and fought for: Adriana was cleared.

We had been warned that a possible pregnancy would be highly risky since Adriana’s cancer had been hormone-dependent. Yet, in mid-2001, we received the unexpected news that we were going to be parents.

Our families, friends, and everyone around us were surprised and concerned—just as we were. We feared the potential risks this could bring. A doctor even suggested termination. But we refused outright—we loved life too much and chose to keep fighting. With hope, we embraced the pregnancy.

On March 15, 2002, our beloved Mayra was born. She has a normal, healthy life. The three of us are well and have no health risks. She knows how I once fought against a terrible disease called cancer—and won.

Today, I enjoy my healthy life, my family, my friends, and everything I love. I feel great helping those who are now facing the same fears and anxieties I once had. That’s why I encourage them to keep fighting—because if I made it, so can they.

It is possible!