Sunday, May 05, 2013
Getting Better (I Guess)
Here we are Day Three after my prostate brachytherapy surgery. So how am I doing? For one thing, the razor blade pees have decreased significantly. Oh, it still hurts like hell when I urinate but not the cross-eyed, excruciating pain of the first and second day. I still have the burning sensation and occasionally a touch of the razor blades but at least I can pee now without bracing myself on the wall.
Now I have a new situation, I have to "go" at least six times or seven times a night. Prior to my surgery I could usually get through the night without getting up once to go to the bathroom. Now I absolutely have to get up, it's not even my choice. I HAVE TO GO. This should be interesting when I go back to work tomorrow.
I was told not to exert myself for at least two days after my surgery. I didn't have too much trouble managing not to exert myself. However, now I am restless and want to do more physical activity. But I do have a live in nag (Bill). This morning I was raking grass in the cold breeze. Spring hasn't arrived here in Slower Lower, we're still in the high 40's and windy. I was only out a short while when The Nag came out and got on my case. "You just had surgery! You should be taking it easy!" So, rather than get into a big argument with "Mother", I put my rake away and came in and laid down to read a book. As I drifted off to sleep I heard the garage door slam. That's Bill. In and out of that garage all day. The door to the garage is opposite the door to my bedroom.
So here I am at my computer, updating my blog with my current situation. I would like to finish raking but I don't feel like contending with Mother. It's not all roses and butterflies living with someone else folks. I know he means well but.........
Time for another pee.