A few weeks ago, I didn’t know I had a heath problem. I was enjoying life, my kids and traveling to whittle down my bucket list.
Then my doctor told me I had prostate cancer.
I was surprised. I had no symptoms. I could still pee like a horse. l spent no time at the urinal squeezing our a few drops at a time.
Things have changed.
Two weeks into radiation therapy, the side effects I was warned about are, one by one, becoming part of my daily life.
I now pee a few drops at a time, occasionally have bloody urine and I can relate to Hyman Roth’s statement, “I'd give four million just to be able to take a piss without it hurting.”
The good news, my doctors caught it early. According to them, I will live to debase myself again for another decade or more after my radiation therapy is completed.
If you’re getting old, get yourself checked.
“This is the business we have chosen! I didn’t ask who gave the orders!”