Peeing symptoms

I had weak stream and difficulty starting for several years before the cancer diagnosis, but I understood that this was common for a man my age and probably due to BPH or prostate inflamation. Cancer was never mentioned to me until very late in the game.  I know there are lots of medications used to treat the symptoms you describe but at this stage in your story I'd say all that will be in the past after surgery.  You'll have a catheter for about ten days followed by several months of (hopefully) regaining continence. Once all that's healed many guys report a strong stream like they hadn't seen since theri twenties. Good luck... I hope all goes well with your surgery and recovery.

Surely such is not a sign for progression. Relax. Enjoy your holidays. Get ready for the D-day.

Best wishes for events next week.

VG 

Cushions,

Along my years of sequential treatments and survivorship, I've found that knowing in advance what to expect has given me that relaxed and comfortable peace of mind. I research so much that sometimes I feel that I have the upper hand over the bandit, to the extreme of seeing it as a marionette with strings in a play in which I am the puppeteer. Now turn to the right, now to the left.

I would like you to describe your experiences, fears, etc, along this preparedness period, and then the ending of the story. This is an experience that not many will have the opportunity to tell about to their children and grandchildren.
My radical in August of 2000 was open surgery. I got into the hospital three days in advance of the operation. I got used to the facilities and the staff, becoming very familiar as a member in a play. On the evening before D-day my surgeon come with the team in charge of the surgery (about 7 members), introducing them by name and profession. Late before bed time someone come to my bed to shave my body hair. I also had a special meal (?). In the morning of the D-day a nurse gave me sort of liquid food (no breakfast) and some tablets for relaxing. My wife was with me all along. About noon time I was dressed a gown, got an injection (?) and was laid on to a stretcher. I looked to my worried wife but was kind of drugged, her words sounded like "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds". I felt I was in a play and told her she looked beautiful. Then two guys rolled me out of the room to the corridor, to an elevator down to the operating floor. At the theater's doors we crossed-looks, touched hands and exchanged smiles. I could see a large room with the machinery around and the theater zone all glassed. In front of me there were two anaesthetists in green suits that asked me if I knew them to which I answer "yes" but could not tell the names, my memory was still in the skies. Then they said "... we are going to insert an injection into your back please turn..." and I did it and felt sort of a cold drip running down my back and ..... that's it, no pain nothing just fall into a comfortable sleep in a matter of seconds.

Open surgery requires blood supply so that four weeks before surgery I gave two times (each 400cc) my own blood. The anaestesia was epidurial. I never felt pain before and after the surgery. The operation took 5.5 hours. I wake up in the recovery room with my wife's smile in front. Later a nurse come and washed me up all over including the particulars (at the goggling eyes of my wife). Then one doctor come to inspect and set massaging sac arround my leg calves. On the second day I was walking in the hospital corridors pushing along a wheeled tripod with attached medicine tubes and catheter's sac. I stayed in the hospital additional 10 borring days strolling at the outer gardens in the mid of a series of tests and exams. It was the norm of my surgeon that nobody would go home with the catheter attached.

I hope you too have an eventless surgery and fantastic outcomes.

Best

VGama