Day seventeen

I finally saw a doctor who knew what he was doing. As soon as he saw my PSA results from my blood test he organised an appointment at James Paget Hospital. He marked it urgent because it looks like cancer. "Urgent" means the appointment will be in 2 weeks. Good job it's not anything serious like.... Oh, well, I suppose that is serious.

I was waiting for this so I could start writing about how I feel, but it's not definite yet, so until I hear the words: "You have cancer" I don't know how I will react. I was expecting this and when you add in the abdominal pains I have had for the last 13 months and the new pains in the prostate area, I guess it could be the right diagnosis.

After a lifetime of relatively good health, this is an interesting experience. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.

I never was one for panicking, so I will carry on carrying on.