On Monday, 21st June 2004 at 13:27, I received a call from the Urologist requesting that I come see him immediately to discuss the results. The doctor sat me down and it was then that he said to me….
“You Have Cancer”!!! That is what he said to me…..
“You Have Cancer”!!! Is what he said to me…..
I had lost 2 loved ones to cancer, my mother & a fiancé.
4th February 2003, I went for what I thought would be a routine insurance medical, and during a standard urine test, blood was found in my urine.
10th February 2003 I met with a Urologist, and during the tests, my thoughts together with that of the Urologist was that it was just a Kidney infection and I was then treated for this, a “kidney infection”.
16 months later and after showing no improvement, the Doctor insisted on a rectum examination, in order to eliminate all other possibilities and it was then discovered that I indeed had a swollen Prostate. To me it meant nothing, I had no clue what the prostate was…. So when the Doctor requested that I go for further test, I just said fine!! Still being very naive and “Ignorant”, if not arrogant.
On Monday, 21st June 2004 at 13:27, I received a call from the Urologist requesting that I come see him immediately to discuss the results. The doctor sat me down and it was then that he said to me….
“You Have Cancer”!!! That is what he said to me…..
It was only once treatment had started that the severity of what was going on starting to sink in. Eventually, I had to research my condition on my own and only then, after all the information had started to sink in and register, and my brain finally absorbed what my condition truly was, it was then that I went into free fall…..
I became withdrawn and depressed, started hallucinating. I would talk to myself in the mirror, as if I was the councillor, counselling myself. I did not know of any support groups because I was never made aware of them. “I had no support”….. I used to council myself and told myself… “I’m fine, I can handle this”, but was I really fine!!? I wanted to end it all by taking my own life….. I gave up on the world, gave up on GOD, gave up on my family and then to crown it all, and as if the Cancer was not enough, I suffered a mild heart attach because of the Stress, Depression and treatment.
The diagnosis of Prostate cancer, the most common cancer in men was devastating. If detected early, things could have been better.