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Here goes, grammar and writing? I failed!

In Feb I had a physical, I asked to have a PSA at my wife's request. Much to my chagrin I had a 4.4 reading! Didn't think that much about it, Ignorance is bliss?

The doctors seem to treat it like a head cold, make an appointment and we'll do a biopsy and see what we come up with.

With that done in the following three weeks it showed I was a six and I had cancer! That kind of hits you like a cold bucket of water in the face. Now I feel am not some sort of macho kind of guy but can handle anything that comes along, I'll just gut it out and move on. Didn't even really talk much about it, I was just going to have some type of servo driven surgeon play on his game boy and off I'll go.

That evening after the results were told to me I took my normal relaxation therapy and jumped on my Harley and visited a couple of my watering holes, talked to some of the old guys, they all seem to know someone of their buds that has had similar issues. (Saying the word CANCER is still hard for me) The stores I heard about their dicks falling off and the pissing when they walked down the street, WHAT THE HELL are you saying! I trusted most of their opinions and to them it was what they saw?

The Davinci surgery was going to be setup sometime in the near future, no big rush it's a very slow going issue. I was thinking October so I could do a little hunting with the time off from work.

Things changed in May:

The other part of the story was for the last ten years I had some type of auto immune thing going on. I have been told that I had Lymphoma, Lymphatic cancer (CANCER can't say it!) I may pass on at a young age so, coming back to ignorance is bliss I thought that it only happens to the other guy? Well as time pass on to May it took a turn, left work with some nasty abdominal pains and had to stop by the ER. They gave me some stomp blower pain killers and off I went. The next day I received a call from one of the doc from my past. He had taken a look at my CT scan from the ER visit. I was bleeding internally, do not pass go, do not stop for breakfast get here now! He seemed very adamant so not feeling up to full speed and I didn't go to work that day anyways. Gave my sweetie a call and told her that maybe she should come with me.

It appears that there has been some type of growth growing in my gut. It had attached itself to some of the vital organs that reside in the inner bowels of your belly. It had turned the vein that run between the spleen and the pancreas into varicose veins and they were bleeding intermittently causing pain. Doesn't sound very painful but I have to tell you I have had better days?

That was eight days in the hospital, a five hour surgery that started with two surgeons ended with four; do to what the hell is this? It was reddish or reddish brown and was attached to everything. They cut and pulled until I was clean, flush out the remaining chunks put me to bed till morning.

Ok that hurt, but I was up and at it in about three weeks of R&R.

Back to the Issue,

Had a second opinion just to make sure, another biopsy in August, this time they were quite excited with results when compared with the first! We need you in the O.R. ASAP. The Gleason score has come back as 3-4 the issue was very active and very aggressive! So many times I wanted that to be the case but at party's or touching moments with my bride. Cancer! No didn't need to hear that.

Couldn't go with the Servos anymore had go in with knifes. Cut me from belly button to the top of my package, removed the lymph nodes, one nerve and of course the prostate.

Rehab was the Kegel and to have a pretty young lady stick electrodes in the crack of my butt at my weekly appointments. Had better times but it did work.

Wearing the pads really sucked but kept the pants dry. Having a beer after work had to stop, just couldn't stop the leaking I hated that.

The mind started work on me after about five months or right now in January, just can't get my head in the game physiologically I'm going backwards. Don't know why, it's just creeping up on me.

Think I got off topic; it just feels good to sit and write this. First time for me to open up and it's on a web site I just found? Guess it had to get out and your it.

This I'm sure will neither help nor hurt anyone, not even sure way I wrote it? [My sixteen years of experience tells me that ALL experiences, told in the authentic words of the man or his partner, are very helpful to those who come behind. So thank you one and all.]

Good luck gents because people don't care about your problems, they will tell you all kinds of stories about their acquaintances but listen to you? Nope it's not going to happen. I guess that's why I wrote it here as my outlet?

Didn't even know I needed an outlet?

Jackhammer..

Ive had so many surgeries in last year I dont remember when I had my prostate removed.

I crashed on my motorcycle in August, had severe head injuries. I lost my memory, good or bad I don't know.

Right now I feel great, prostate is the least of my problems. I have made a great recovery with the amount of injuries I've had.

I know this is't what this site is for, but it's what it is.

I would love to lay down with my wife with a erection but it not going to happen unless I go through more surgeries. I just don't know how well the implants work to do that right now.

Thanks for letting me tell you my story.

Jackhammer Cole's e-mail address is: g_p_cole AT comcast.net (replace "AT" with "@")

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