Surviving Prostate Cancer
A survivor’s mostly funny diary, 21.6 PSA to 1.4 and dropping…
Welcome! This is a humorous yet in-depth, no-nonsense account of the near-year that the author spent surviving a successful treatment for prostate cancer.
It was written mostly for those guys who were somehow selected to have a prostate that acts up. What does prostate cancer feel like? What runs through your mind—and urethra—while urologists try old and new procedures on you? How do you handle catheter madness, begging to have it reinserted? Or the joys of incontinence? Peeing blood gets no sympathy from wives, but still…
In summary, Gordon Burgett tells about the Discovery, the Shots, the TURP, Radiation, Incontinence, No Flow, Another Cut, and Victory.
In fact, why not just take a peek at the Table of Contents?
(1) Discovery—but what’s a prostate?
(2) Damn! So what do I do now? (The Shots and the TURP)
(3) Radiation: Do I really glow in the dark?
(4) Every day is a fry day
(5) Is the radiation short-circuiting my brain?
(6) This cancer is a real confidence eater
(7) A one-day reprieve
(8) The weekly doctor tell-all
(9) Incontinence? I can’t run fast enough…
(10) Hasta luego, radiator!
(11) No flow!
(12) Even Governor Brown is trying it out
(13) Another cut
(14) Happy 2013—I can pee again!
(16) Victory (I think).
Burgett’s off-beat view of being a patient—worse yet, one who peed invisibly almost any place anytime, until nature, his urologist, and some magic pills mercifully intervened—is written for his colleagues, now and later, with an extraordinary prostate. How many are there? It is man’s second most prevalent disease! (The book is also written for their spouses, kids, parents, and arm-distance friends. In other words, for almost everybody.)
Gordon had most of the usual treatments, told the usual lies, and too often slept next to the washroom (sometimes waking up in it), yet he also kept his publishing business alive, wrote articles and books, chased “don’t-touch” buddies, and publicly spoke to unaware groups..
Take a read so that if you too live (and don’t die) by the PSA you’ll know what’s up, what sounds awful but isn’t much, what nobody mentions but actually is kind of awful, and a nifty, little-known regimen to use when you must urinate through a hole smaller than a pin prick for weeks.
No tongue-twisting technical terms either. Gordon is 75 and if he can walk across hot, malignant coals and still have cold feet, you can too. Here’s the inside stuff—for $5 digitally, $10 in paperback…
Link here to check or order Burgett’s other books and reports.