You know that old saying, “What you don’t know won’t hurt you,” right? Well, that’s just not true. I learned this week that there is something going on inside my body that I didn’t know about and it’s something that could, in fact, kill me. Let me explain.
About a month ago I had my first “annual” physical exam since 2019 (thanks to all this COVID crap). My doctor said that my blood test showed that my PSA count was high, which is often an indicator of prostate cancer in men. So as a precaution, he suggested that I get an MRI of my prostate.
When I got home from than annual physical exam, I googled “Prostate cancer” and was relieved when I saw the list of symptoms that included:
- Urinary frequency
- Difficulty starting or stopping urination
- Interrupted or weak or slow urinary stream
- Blood in urine or in semen
- Discomfort (pain or burning sensation with urination or ejaculation)
- Intense pain in the low back, hips, or thighs, often present with aggressive or prostatic cancer spread to other organs
I was relieved because I was not experiencing any of the symptoms on the list. But, to humor my doctor, I went ahead and had the MRI. This Thursday, my doctor asked me to come in to discuss the results. The news was not great. The MRI showed two cell masses in my prostate and he said that at least one of them showed a strong possibility of being cancerous. Gah!
The next step is to set up an appointment with a urologist to have a biopsy, which will confirm whether or not either of the masses are, in fact, cancer. And if that’s the case, well, that’s when the “fun” begins.
So why am I telling you this? The news was unexpected and I’m kinda bummed out by it. And as I’m attempting to cope, I have found that I’ve just not been in the frame of mind to write my usual lighthearted, witty, engaging posts. So you’ll probably see fewer posts from me than normal.
I will still be keeping up with my prompts, but probably won’t be posting much more than that until I come to grips with my situation, which I hope won’t take too long.