The appointment was on the same day around the same time as my Friend's Mum's Funeral. So He went to his appointment and I went to the funeral. I wish I'd been able to be in both places at once.
It was kind of a one stop clinic.
Blood tests, pretty painless
Prostate exam - finger up the bum - a little uncomfortable but pretty painless
Endoscopy of the bladder via the urethra - "FUCKING HELL IT HURT" and that folks is a direct quote from my man. He said having a thin tube "up my knob brought tears to my eyes."
Ultrasound Scan of the kidneys.- totally painless
Until..the radiographer tells you that something isn't right.
Back in the room with the Junior Doctor who tells you ( in his foreign accent making it tricky to really understand says He ) that the ultrasound showed a large mass on your left kidney approx 110cm by 60cm. It could be cancer, this or that or the other. He said back at home, once the C word was mentioned. Everything else went blank.
So we wait now for an appointment for a CT scan. Family are told. Work is told. Everything goes on hold. Sleep has gone. I'm doing my best to try not to worry because worry steals your happiness etc and does absolutely no good.
We are almost up to speed. CT scan and beyond next post.