Surprise

By jingo!

I'm looking a hell of a lot better, I've been told by my wife that I actually have colour coming back to my complexion. For months now I've been kind of looking a bit grey.

I feel better too, now if this is a direct result of the op I'm too sure, but it's only been a week. It could be of course that I've just been forced to relax and sleep so this has done me good in itself.

So, for now I feel good, better than I have done for months in fact.

It'll be August before I get to see the consultants again, plenty of time for them to get all data from scans, bloods and biopsies etc and collate all the data to find out where we go from there.


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Let the pain begin

Multitudes of curses cannot contain the feeling I have in my groin area this morning.

Pain meds are kicking in though, the second day after an op is always the worst. Having trouble sitting down as you may imagine.

I'm going to have to buy a humidifier for the bedroom. I've been having trouble breathing at night and I'm pretty sure it's because the room is so dry. I was alright in the hospital but as soon as I came back home I started to suffer again.

Coughing is a bitch to say the least...

Well at least now I can have some real quality coffee, the hospital stuff was an abomination.

Looks like its now time to put up my feet and watch mind numbing telly.

The diagnosis continues

At last I'm back home, not a bad turnaround, went in yesterday and back out today.

All is not done though as you may well know... I now await for a CT Scan appointment and more bloods to be checked.
So far all bloods that have been done have shown no markers which is a good thing. But the scans will hopefully confirm that nothing has migrated anywhere else, there is always the possibility of it proving the opposite of course.

I won't know anything until all this has been done of course, so there's no point in speculating.

Now I just need to recover from the procedure which has just been done, so feet up telly on and get me dinner woman! :-)

That comment will get me arse kicked I'm sure :-)


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The Day I dropped a Ball

It's Done, one ball has departed the temple of swoon. :-)

I was admitted (committed) yesterday at 9am but because of complications to some other poor buggers operation I was not taken down until 2:30pm. As is my curse in hospital I slept all day till the op.

I am now the proud owner of an artificial ball (this makes me laugh for some reason). The staff here have been good. It's reassuring the amount of times that they go over your details before the operation, no mistakes there... :-)

I was unsure at first if they would do the prosthesis at the same time, but it looks like they have. I'm obviously pretty tender down there this morning.
The worst thing I think when you've had an op is having to use one of those Piss bottles. I mean you don't so much know if your filling it or filling your bed until its too late (luckily I didn't miss).

I was told last night that I will go home today, but as hospitals go, I'll not hold my breath.

That'll do for now I think, need to go fill a bottle again...
Oh and it just so happens to be my birthday today, I'm a whopping 47 years young, way past the average age for this bleeding cancer so I'm told. First Keratoconus now this, at this rate I'm a lot younger than I am and you'll all have to put up with me well into my 90's and beyond :-)

BTW my time zone is GMT so it's actually the 23rd while I write this.

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Blargh

Just woke up, it's 2:30am, I have a feeling that the curry may have been a bad idea, I got acid reflux...

Now that I'm awake all of a sudden I can't get back to sleep.

Feeling a bit apprehensive now as the time for going in for the op gets closer. I'm the confusion I was in at the consultation on Wednesday I inadvertently said the I didn't want a prostheses, but I think I may do. I'll have to impress on them when I go in that this is the case.

I feel like hell right now. Still by the end of the day it'll all be over.

The wonder of you

Well here I am, the info from yesterday has been spread..

The gang of followers I have on twitter (all 1170 odd) have been fab, and I thank you all for the support even at this early stage.

There are one or two out there that are exceptional, you know who you are...

I am now sort of coming to terms with the reality of it all, here I am at the beginning of this physical journey and it may be long or short, who knows, the next few days will tell.

At least I don't need to worry about half starving tonight as I have been told that as long as I don't eat anything after midnight I'll be alright.

Should I have a curry or is that bad of me?

If I actually manage to tweet or blog tomorrow it should be highly entertaining as I'll be recovering from general anaesthetic...

Okay I'm off my bath now, hope I don't get the BIG nurse with the big rough hands and beard for a bed bath while in in hospital...

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A day of devastation to the normal course of life.

Today I have been diagnosed with Testicular Cancer. There I said it...

From a visit two weeks ago to the docs to an ultrasound scan on Monday last week, and then the bombshell appointment this morning.

I had a suspicion of the worst because of the exceptional speed that things have progressed.

So, right before the day of my 47th birthday I'll be going in to have the culprit removed (right one). I'll just have to shorten my favourite curse to BOLLOCK from now on.

I have had a cough since roughly the same time that I noticed things were painful and not quite right, ie. testicle had grown larger, I've been driving people nuts with the cough. But reading up a bit on the condition this might imply that lymph nodes may be affected, so I'm getting an X-ray to the chest as well.

Well at least the op will be swift, I shall only be in the hospital for the one day, possibly two at the most. I'll then be off work for around a week or so.

Was going to book holiday too next month so that we could go on a walking holiday again this year, but it looks like I won't be walking far after the next week.

I may opt for a holiday to Lake Como if I can get reasonable flight
prices from Glasgow to Milan. There is a very nice little place called Varenna on the east side of the lake, it's the perfect place to chill out and watch the world go by (maybe I'm being optimistic thinking I'll be able to go).

Well for now I'll sign off, I will try and keep this blog up to date with the progress over the course of the treatment to come.

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