Reposting from January 11, 2018.
I am reposting only because my wife said I didn’t post an update for all my RB friends the first time. My pain meds said I did but she must be right because I cannot find the original posts.
Now I know why they tell you not to run any machinery, fire any guns, drive or sign legal documents anything after surgery….you tend to screw it up or get screwed in the process.
For those who didn’t know, on November the 11th I found out I have prostate cancer. After my doctor called me with the grim news, I do remember posting that I went to the rifle range and sighted in all my long guns. Then I proceeded to shred targets with well place shots…doing something I can control.
After several weeks of intense analysis, internal radiation therapy (brachytherapy) radioactive seeds or pellets are surgically placed into or near the cancer to destroy the cancer cells.
I did manage to respond to an email to one of the pastors of my church. This is what I wrote in my drug addled state…while in much manly pain.
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Thanks Pastor Emory,
I am back home somewhat lucid and somewhat crotchety. Great!! Now, I am a crotchety & cranky radioactive old man now. Thank God my wife loves me and is still willing to put up with me in spite of my pain induced one liners. Normally I hold my tongue but it is a wonder what good pain meds are capable of .... turning a saint into a stinker of a comedian.
I hate catheters and want this one out immediately. However, they made me promise to keep in until the swelling around the procedure site goes down or until 8am tomorrow...neither is soon enough. If I were Satan this is how I would torture the unsaved, particularly the guys like I once was.
On a serious note. I felt everyone's prayers as I was going under for the procedure. I felt blessed on so many levels and for so many things. What is it I am feeling? Gratitude and a new sense of Joyfulness. Any doubts I once had in general are now gone. They have been replace with visions of better everything. The fact I am writing this epistle to a pastor I just met and now getting to know is evidence to me as to the impact of those visions.
I feel and welcome God's presence and realize he was always there. He did not abandon us and much as we tend to ignore him.
Running out of steam....more later.
Your brother in Christ
Thomas
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So now it is a very bright snowy Saturday. The catheter has been out and I am not so cranky and crotchety. No, I am not glowing in the dark but I still have a lot of manly pain. I woke up early and could not go back to sleep. So, for the last almost six hours trying not to go stir-crazy and mental. It is all in God’s hands and I have to trust his tender healing mercies will make me whole again.
Now I am running out of steam again. Maybe a nap is in order.