Today, I feel pretty good. Much better. Really sore (can you say Ice Pack "down there"?) but much, much better than last night after the local completely wore off. 3 hour trip to ER to get pain meds sufficient so I could finally sleep at almost 4am.
I don't do pain well.
That said, I was totally impressed with the OP medical facility in San Ramon, the very kind, professional and empathetic nurses that took care of me, the anesthesiologist who, after I got her attention, understood and, of course, Dr. Kenneth Chao, my radiation oncologist who made this happen and seemingly did a masterful job with empathy and respect for my needs.
As always, I bounced out of anesthesia quickly and, had it not been for some degree of soreness even with the local (hence the ice pack), I might have left earlier. But I got a ride home from my lovely niece, Amber, and did ok till the local really wore off. Then it wasn't so pretty.
So now I have to really drill down on do I do 5 treatments or 40? Do I do it at the local hospital that's a 10 minute walk or the clinic where trusted Dr. Chao is which is about a 15 minute drive? Now that the gel is in, the clock is ticking because it will be absorbed by the body within 3 months. Therefore, more research and another meeting with each RadOnc to help make the decision. I'm also pushing to meet at least some of the staff at each location. I mean, whether it's 5 or 40 sessions, ya still have to have some idea of them just like I know my physicians. Besides, ya gotta basically lay nekkid on a big Dr. Strangeglove machine that whirls around your pelvis. Yeah, I'd kinda like to meet these folks.
But my mood is good. I feel accomplished in what I've set out to do. I feel loved. I feel like I'm fighting this deadly fight in a good way. I'm grateful every morning (after I've had my juice). I live a life that so many people can only dream of. I'm a lucky guy. I'm smiling.
If you care to read (I won't force videos on you ;) ) about yesterday's procedures, here are links:
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