It was a sixty hour crash course on Prostate cancer - Now we know it as 'Pca'. The web, Google, Pub-Med, journals, Clinics, universities, treatments, testing, what is everyone saying about this disease? A lot. Forums abound, and men have opened up about something I can't imagine they have been keeping quiet about for so long. This disease is dreaded. In later days, we found people saying, "Oh, at least its just prostate cancer...." Wow....." Yes, a cure is possible....for some.....if caught early enough. That truly is Good news.
Over the weekend, it seems we grazed on information, taking turns, without planning it - one of us with the laptop, searching and reading, the other in the office, reading and printing. We had our list of questions, I had a new little notebook with contact numbers written down, resources, ....etc We will be ready for this Monday morning appointment. Thank goodness there is so much information out there and that we are both educated enough to know how to find solid information; but its exhausting trying to learn everything about something.
This had to be a boring weekend for our 12 year old - from that perspective, "Why are Mom & Dad just online every minute?" "When is dinner?"
Welcome
This is a journal about riding with cancer and keeping it in the back seat from the perspective of the spouse of a 54 year fisherman, husband, father, and bicyclist who discovered Prostate cancer in January of 2008.
While there may be medical, nutritional, and treatment references or links here, this will mostly be a journal about the ride.
While there may be medical, nutritional, and treatment references or links here, this will mostly be a journal about the ride.
Spinning This Tale Begins Here - Palm Sunday, March 16, 2008
It is the night before surgery - Robotic Assisted Prostatectomy - the current trend for early 'treatment' of Prostate cancer for 'younger men'. It's brings hope, hype, and a chance to be cured.....depending on your 'stats'. It's a big ticket robot that is driving hospitals, medical people, and consumers with a mind somewhat of its own. Well, that's a hint of the hype and politics, but this journal is about the journey of a 54 year old man, who rides a bicycle, and is now heading down an unknown bumpy road trying to get ahead of the cancer that was unveiled just 7 long weeks ago - January 25, 2008. That was the day the "C" word came alive in our family.
Go to March 16, 2008 to continue from this point OR go back to Jan 25, 2008 to start where we started this journey.
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Go to March 16, 2008 to continue from this point OR go back to Jan 25, 2008 to start where we started this journey.
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January 27, 2008
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