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There Goes My Prostate!
A narrative of my journey with prostate cancer from diagnosis through treatment decisions and beyond. An honest look at the challenges, fears, and realities.
Friday, June 21, 2019
Monday, August 20, 2018
New Blog
Today we start a new chapter offering the finest of Lucia's Paleo recipes...but, like in all of life, nothing good is free, it's gonna cost $1.50/ recipe!
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Still Thankful
Today marks six years since I returned home, with Lucia's help, from surgery. Happy to report PSA still where it needs to be...and all reports are good. Do I miss my prostate? A little, but almost no downside.
Thanks to my primary care physician, surgeon, and everyone associated with my care. Life is good...
Please monitor your PSA, and take immediate action if action is indicated. Read about options (they're improving) then act.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Thanks to my primary care physician, surgeon, and everyone associated with my care. Life is good...
Please monitor your PSA, and take immediate action if action is indicated. Read about options (they're improving) then act.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Five Years
November 21 marked five years since my surgery. A lot has happened in those five years, including my recent retirement and Lucia's and my move to the Lake Erie shore.
Surgery was at once the easiest and most difficult decision I have made, but one for which I am eternally grateful...grateful too for the support and sacrifice Lucia has shown throughout the journey.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone...guys, get those PSA tests and regular prostate exams.
Surgery was at once the easiest and most difficult decision I have made, but one for which I am eternally grateful...grateful too for the support and sacrifice Lucia has shown throughout the journey.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone...guys, get those PSA tests and regular prostate exams.
Monday, December 7, 2015
Four Years and Counting
I thought this November might have been my five year anniversary of my prostate's coming out party...but, alas, I see it's only been four.
Each year at Thanksgiving Lucia and I recall our first day home from the hospital (which was, in fact, Thanksgiving), and the full Thanksgiving meal we enjoyed. It is a memory that adds yet another part of my life for which I must remain thankful.
Life has returned to completely normal, a fact reflected in the lack of posting in this blog. There are, however, frequent events that cause me to stop and give thanks for my decision to go with the surgical treatment, it has proven to be a great decision for me...of course, I recognize every individual has to make his own choice.
Our County Commissioner, Tim Wert, has revealed his battle with prostate cancer and his surgical decision...I applaud Tim's bringing the issue into the light again, and wish him a recovery as full as has mine been. And Tim...while the scars eventually fade, let's hope public awareness does not.
Each year at Thanksgiving Lucia and I recall our first day home from the hospital (which was, in fact, Thanksgiving), and the full Thanksgiving meal we enjoyed. It is a memory that adds yet another part of my life for which I must remain thankful.
Life has returned to completely normal, a fact reflected in the lack of posting in this blog. There are, however, frequent events that cause me to stop and give thanks for my decision to go with the surgical treatment, it has proven to be a great decision for me...of course, I recognize every individual has to make his own choice.
Our County Commissioner, Tim Wert, has revealed his battle with prostate cancer and his surgical decision...I applaud Tim's bringing the issue into the light again, and wish him a recovery as full as has mine been. And Tim...while the scars eventually fade, let's hope public awareness does not.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
It's been a long time
It's been too long between blogs, things continue to go well as recovery continues. Except for the blood work every 6 months, I seldom give my prostate cancer much thought (hence the long absence from the blog). And then THIS arrived in my inbox yesterday...thanks Ken Jones!
Monday, May 6, 2013
Full Circle
It feels like a part of my journey has come full circle today as I passed along my remaining Viagra to a friend who recently had robotic surgery (good news, it appears all nerves were spared).
His prescription for Viagra was much like mine (half a tablet each day for up to 180 days) and his insurance, also much like mine, allowed only a few tablets each month (the fact the subject prescription is for therapeutic, not recreational, use has no bearing on the insurance company's policy). I delivered the tablets to his wife who works in an office close to mine. As I walked down the street, I found myself adopting what I imagined to be a drug dealer's swagger and singing the Steppenwolf song, "God Damn the Pusherman."
The financial burden to complete the prescribed course of medication is daunting to say the least. It was good to be able to pass along nearly 100 days worth of the medication in the hopes he will recover as quickly as did I and be able to pass along some of his prescription to another prostatectomy patient. I did not follow through on my Viagra Bank idea, but I still believe it has merit.
And so, another chapter is closed on the road to recovery....can't get that tune out of my head (we really did have the best music).
His prescription for Viagra was much like mine (half a tablet each day for up to 180 days) and his insurance, also much like mine, allowed only a few tablets each month (the fact the subject prescription is for therapeutic, not recreational, use has no bearing on the insurance company's policy). I delivered the tablets to his wife who works in an office close to mine. As I walked down the street, I found myself adopting what I imagined to be a drug dealer's swagger and singing the Steppenwolf song, "God Damn the Pusherman."
The financial burden to complete the prescribed course of medication is daunting to say the least. It was good to be able to pass along nearly 100 days worth of the medication in the hopes he will recover as quickly as did I and be able to pass along some of his prescription to another prostatectomy patient. I did not follow through on my Viagra Bank idea, but I still believe it has merit.
And so, another chapter is closed on the road to recovery....can't get that tune out of my head (we really did have the best music).
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