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.

