thomasdevos
10-05-2009, 11:03 PM
How I survived prostate cancer
Anyone who saw eanuts??,? the world's best comics because its characters act like human beings, will remember the episode where one of the girls asks Lucy why she hates Charlie Brown so.
??cause,? said Lucy.
H??, I see? said another girl.??hought you had no reason.?
As one who has survived prostate cancer initiated in the 80s, I can say that because of a simple habit that I am alive today. It is because I followed the custom which had been suggested by a younger brother. He went to his own urologist and told me I had to organize an annual examination by a urologist because (there's that word!), It would indicate if I had a problem with my prostate. A test that takes only a few minutes, he said, will show if you have it or not.
My brother, being the direct, no-nonsense no *****-footing around type, said bluntly: "I know this sounds horrible and many men do not go to urologists because of it, but the doctor sticks his finger in the *** to test you for prostate cancer. They may feel if the nodules or hardness which is abnormal. It takes less than a minute at most, whether it is a little uncomfortable. You'll have the usual. It happens once a year. "
Well, he was right. I've used for the finger probe, which is called a digital rectal examination (DRE) and, of course, used by urologists worldwide. So every year when it came time for my visit, I checked in the office of my urologist, made the usual friendly greetings and did what he asked me to do. This fall my pants, leaning on the examination table, let him do his thing. A great advantage of this procedure, and obviously the most important is when the doctor told me after only a moment of rumination:??pe. There's nothing there. See you next year?.
Somewhere during my years of visiting, a detection system for new entrants to exist. It was called the prostate specific antigen (PSA) and consisted of a simple blood test? a blood sample taken from the arm? to determine if there is anything sinister in your prostate. Dr. William Catalona, a urologist former Barnes Jewish Christian Hospital in St. Louis, he has developed. A tireless pioneer and a doctor involved in the surgery of prostate cancer and research, Dr. Catalona has since left BJC and is now affiliated with Northwestern University in Chicago, where he continued his work on one of the deadliest afflictions of men.
Well, needless to say, the worst that happened to me one day when I had my annual physical.??? means that the doctor detected an abnormality and wanted me back for further discussion. This naturally made me sad because (that word!) I had been through so many routine examinations over the years, I never expected anything to happen. It is human nature.
Then I came back for a biopsy, which took place in the doctor's office. That helped because at least I did not feel like I was going to be zapped with a microwave or a medical device. I was a little worried whether the biopsy would hurt, but he did not. I was lying on its side on an examining table while the expert did his thing biopsy. He told me, I remember that somewhere along the line, I expected to hear the sound??opping? as it sounded, but it would not last long. It did not and it does not hurt. I do not remember how long it took, but it was not forever and help was a very nice man.
I went home that day, always worried because I do not know what the outcome would be. Such delays in hearing whether you go for good news or bad news is one of the most irritating and dark all the treatments you have to suffer either in the doctor's office or hospital . For me, it proved to be wrong because (again!) The doctor told me it was cancer of the prostate and he ordered me admitted to the hospital, which was at the Barnes that time.
If you've had surgery before, you already know the procedure: Admission to surgery, a small number of occupations such as nurses or surgical aids to prepare you for the operating room, the anesthetic that suddenly puts you to sleep. You wake up hours later in the recovery room, the whole process of a miracle of modern medicine.
Then you go home but you're still equipped with certain accoutrements that the doctor asks you to keep until you are well. As??pert? in surgery for prostate cancer, I can personally testify that the worst of them is having to wear a catheter from the depths of your penis in a plastic bag that you carry with you whenever you Spread the living room, dining, computer room. When you're sitting in a chair watching the news on TV and someone comes, you are immediately afraid he or she will set foot on the bag.??tch for my bag!? you'll cry, to the dismay of your usual spouse, parent or friend who have no intention of hurting you.
You wear the device probe for a week, then back to the doctor's office to have it removed, and where the funny part comes? yes elements, it is funny almost all the episodes of surgery, either with doctors and nurses, visitors, or just yourself. It happened with me, when a nurse came in, told me to remove my pants and sit on the examination table. I did. I was there, naked from the waist down and a nurse willing to remove the catheter. I was a little embarrassed, but any form of monitoring procedure of both sexes after surgery is common in hospitals or doctors' offices.
So what happened? I put on the table, as I said, and waited for her to start removing the probe, which, of course, a tube is very long, thin, flexible from my bladder through my penis and a plastic bag. I had the idea that I would be patient with all the nurse did not, do not say anything and do what I'm told.
Then, as I stood there, to my great surprise, and I say surprise!, The nurse was satisfied with where I was (I could not see because my eyes were fixed on the ceiling) and jerked her catheter tube in my penis. Yes, jerk is the word. She never said a word, never gave me instructions, just thrown away, and hop, and the catheter was gone, like magic. And also without pain, which is probably why it is so quickly? like pulling a thorn out of your arm after a bee sting you.
The result of all this is that I will be recommending that any man over 50 should take his repertoire hometown and finding a urologist or call your local hospital for their help in finding a joint service between hospitals . Call the doctor and set an appointment for a PSA and DRE. After that you are free of any signs of cancer in your prostate, be grateful and do not worry. You're on your way to survive cancer of the prostate by yourself at least.
Because, as Lucy would say to Charlie Brown, o??ou dumbhead!?
Reference Site:
prostate cancer treatment (http://prostate-cancer-treatment-cure.com)
prostatecancerfoundation (http://www.prostatecancerfoundation.org)
en.wikipedia.org (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prostate_cancer)
www.cancer.gov (http://www.cancer.gov/cancertopics/types/prostate)
neworiental (http://www.neworiental.org/publish/portal0/tab1127/info377702.htm)
Anyone who saw eanuts??,? the world's best comics because its characters act like human beings, will remember the episode where one of the girls asks Lucy why she hates Charlie Brown so.
??cause,? said Lucy.
H??, I see? said another girl.??hought you had no reason.?
As one who has survived prostate cancer initiated in the 80s, I can say that because of a simple habit that I am alive today. It is because I followed the custom which had been suggested by a younger brother. He went to his own urologist and told me I had to organize an annual examination by a urologist because (there's that word!), It would indicate if I had a problem with my prostate. A test that takes only a few minutes, he said, will show if you have it or not.
My brother, being the direct, no-nonsense no *****-footing around type, said bluntly: "I know this sounds horrible and many men do not go to urologists because of it, but the doctor sticks his finger in the *** to test you for prostate cancer. They may feel if the nodules or hardness which is abnormal. It takes less than a minute at most, whether it is a little uncomfortable. You'll have the usual. It happens once a year. "
Well, he was right. I've used for the finger probe, which is called a digital rectal examination (DRE) and, of course, used by urologists worldwide. So every year when it came time for my visit, I checked in the office of my urologist, made the usual friendly greetings and did what he asked me to do. This fall my pants, leaning on the examination table, let him do his thing. A great advantage of this procedure, and obviously the most important is when the doctor told me after only a moment of rumination:??pe. There's nothing there. See you next year?.
Somewhere during my years of visiting, a detection system for new entrants to exist. It was called the prostate specific antigen (PSA) and consisted of a simple blood test? a blood sample taken from the arm? to determine if there is anything sinister in your prostate. Dr. William Catalona, a urologist former Barnes Jewish Christian Hospital in St. Louis, he has developed. A tireless pioneer and a doctor involved in the surgery of prostate cancer and research, Dr. Catalona has since left BJC and is now affiliated with Northwestern University in Chicago, where he continued his work on one of the deadliest afflictions of men.
Well, needless to say, the worst that happened to me one day when I had my annual physical.??? means that the doctor detected an abnormality and wanted me back for further discussion. This naturally made me sad because (that word!) I had been through so many routine examinations over the years, I never expected anything to happen. It is human nature.
Then I came back for a biopsy, which took place in the doctor's office. That helped because at least I did not feel like I was going to be zapped with a microwave or a medical device. I was a little worried whether the biopsy would hurt, but he did not. I was lying on its side on an examining table while the expert did his thing biopsy. He told me, I remember that somewhere along the line, I expected to hear the sound??opping? as it sounded, but it would not last long. It did not and it does not hurt. I do not remember how long it took, but it was not forever and help was a very nice man.
I went home that day, always worried because I do not know what the outcome would be. Such delays in hearing whether you go for good news or bad news is one of the most irritating and dark all the treatments you have to suffer either in the doctor's office or hospital . For me, it proved to be wrong because (again!) The doctor told me it was cancer of the prostate and he ordered me admitted to the hospital, which was at the Barnes that time.
If you've had surgery before, you already know the procedure: Admission to surgery, a small number of occupations such as nurses or surgical aids to prepare you for the operating room, the anesthetic that suddenly puts you to sleep. You wake up hours later in the recovery room, the whole process of a miracle of modern medicine.
Then you go home but you're still equipped with certain accoutrements that the doctor asks you to keep until you are well. As??pert? in surgery for prostate cancer, I can personally testify that the worst of them is having to wear a catheter from the depths of your penis in a plastic bag that you carry with you whenever you Spread the living room, dining, computer room. When you're sitting in a chair watching the news on TV and someone comes, you are immediately afraid he or she will set foot on the bag.??tch for my bag!? you'll cry, to the dismay of your usual spouse, parent or friend who have no intention of hurting you.
You wear the device probe for a week, then back to the doctor's office to have it removed, and where the funny part comes? yes elements, it is funny almost all the episodes of surgery, either with doctors and nurses, visitors, or just yourself. It happened with me, when a nurse came in, told me to remove my pants and sit on the examination table. I did. I was there, naked from the waist down and a nurse willing to remove the catheter. I was a little embarrassed, but any form of monitoring procedure of both sexes after surgery is common in hospitals or doctors' offices.
So what happened? I put on the table, as I said, and waited for her to start removing the probe, which, of course, a tube is very long, thin, flexible from my bladder through my penis and a plastic bag. I had the idea that I would be patient with all the nurse did not, do not say anything and do what I'm told.
Then, as I stood there, to my great surprise, and I say surprise!, The nurse was satisfied with where I was (I could not see because my eyes were fixed on the ceiling) and jerked her catheter tube in my penis. Yes, jerk is the word. She never said a word, never gave me instructions, just thrown away, and hop, and the catheter was gone, like magic. And also without pain, which is probably why it is so quickly? like pulling a thorn out of your arm after a bee sting you.
The result of all this is that I will be recommending that any man over 50 should take his repertoire hometown and finding a urologist or call your local hospital for their help in finding a joint service between hospitals . Call the doctor and set an appointment for a PSA and DRE. After that you are free of any signs of cancer in your prostate, be grateful and do not worry. You're on your way to survive cancer of the prostate by yourself at least.
Because, as Lucy would say to Charlie Brown, o??ou dumbhead!?
Reference Site:
prostate cancer treatment (http://prostate-cancer-treatment-cure.com)
prostatecancerfoundation (http://www.prostatecancerfoundation.org)
en.wikipedia.org (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prostate_cancer)
www.cancer.gov (http://www.cancer.gov/cancertopics/types/prostate)
neworiental (http://www.neworiental.org/publish/portal0/tab1127/info377702.htm)