By Bruce Stambaugh
A year following my prostate cancer surgery, all is well. It’s hasn’t been a totally uneventful recovery. It certainly could have been worse.
I am extremely glad to be able to say “cancer free.” And yet, I do so with humility, appreciation and the realization that too many people never get to utter those precious words.
Men tend to be pretty squeamish even just thinking about prostate issues, much less talking or writing about them. That’s mainly due to the two unspeakable potential side effects, incontinency and impotency. Because of those two potential consequences, some men unfortunately never return to their doctor once they have been diagnosed with prostate cancer.
It was this family history and the marked vigilance of my good doctors via annual, then semi-annual prostate-specific antigen (PSA) testing that kept the possibility of having prostate cancer at the forefront of my medical exams. I am forever grateful for that watchfulness.
In the months before and after the surgery to remove my cancerous prostate, I received invaluable advice from friends and strangers alike regarding their personal experiences. I also read and researched as much as I could.
Without either the PSA tests or the conclusive biopsy, I could only guess today whether I had prostate cancer or not. I exhibited no symptoms. When my PSA steadily rose over the course of nearly two years to beyond the danger threshold, I was given a relatively new medical test, called PCA3, that was 90 percent accurate whether it returned negative or positive.
I remember exactly when and where I was when I received the call that my test was positive. It’s the kind of news that one never forgets, like where you were on the morning of September 11, 2001 or December 7, 1941. This was my personal 9/11.
Yet here I am today, alive and well and steadily overcoming the after effects of the surgery. Last November, I had a non-prostate related second surgery that dramatically impeded my recovery. True, left untreated the prostate cancer would not have killed me by now, perhaps never.
Through marvelous treatment and care by my doctors, and proper diet and exercise, I have survived. At this point in time, I am ahead of the curve on the two “big” side effects. They are only occasional and manageable inconveniencies. With the cancer out of my body, I don’t ever have to worry about prostate cancer again. No medical test can measure that satisfaction.
I cherish the words “cancer free.” I only wish every cancer victim could say them. Until then, I’ll keep telling my story to whoever will listen. If doing so helps save just one life, it all will have been well worth it no matter what the experts say.
© Bruce Stambaugh 2012
Great news. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks, Dick.
Bruce
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Bruce, this is truly a moment to celebrate! Thank you for sharing it.
Peace- Carrie
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Indeed. Thanks so much, Carrie.
Bruce
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Hi Bruce
That’s very brave of you to write about your experience. I hope people take the time to read it and, as you say, if it helps just one person, it will have been worth writing it. Very glad you made a full recovery.
Take care
Sandra
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Thank you, Sandra. Blessings to you as you keep writing, too.
Bruce
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Congrats to you, Bruce, and thank you for being so brave. Writing about your incredible journey serves as a myth buster and an inspiration to others, all wrapped in one! 🙂
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Thanks, Mikalee. I think you and I have a lot in common, just different “issues” about which to write. We both have a passion for life and are bold enough to express it in writing. I’m glad you share your life through your gift of writing as well.
All the best,
Bruce
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