|Waiting for the doctor this afternoon|
There is no easy way around this folks. I saw my urologist this afternoon for the results of my prostate biopsy. I do have prostate cancer.
On a scale of one to ten, I'm a six. He said "we caught this early and we can beat this." He strongly suggested that I undergo radiation therapy which I have decided to do.
How do I feel about this? Stunned.
Am I upset? I can't tell at this time. I think I knew in my deepest recesses that there was something wrong. I've had a good run at 71 years of age. He said at my age if I do nothing I would probably have another ten years. I think I'll go for more. I always did want to be the first Tipton since the first Tipton (Jonathan Tipton who reached this country in the 1670's to reach one hundred years of age.)
At times like this the first thing I think of is "it could be a lot worse." And it could folks. I think of all the other horrible cancers and illnesses that afflict people and I guess if I'm going to get a cancer, this is the one to get.
So now what I do is take the next step which is to await the call from the doctor at the cancer radiation center to set up a schedule for my radiation treatments. This is one of those "just get through it times." And I will get through it folks. I'm not finished yet. I still have a lot of input in this world. I'm not going that easily.
|Bill on the phone (far left) telling his friend who went through a similar procedure last year|