Well it has certainly been an interesting few days. I'm not looking for medical advice as I've had plenty of that in the last week
A week ago I was happily enjoying life with no health issues (or so I thought).
Thursday Last Week
Last Thursday I happened by chance to notice a lump down below. Somewhere no man wants to have a lump. I realised instantly that it didn't feel right and it took me a little by surprise. I was working from home that day so I managed to get one of my doctors emergency slots that day. I didn't mention it to my wife at this point as I didn't want to worry her unnecessarily until I knew more.
The emergency doctor was a lady who politely asked if I needed a chaparone for my examination. But quite frankly I just wanted to get it looked at and didn't care whether it was a man or woman. She's a doctor and I'm sure she's seen far more interesting sights than mine. After a short 'shuffle around' she agreed that it didn't feel right and recommended I have an ultrasound.
Monday This Week
Luckily I have private medical insurance through my employer. So I managed to get a very quick appointment on Monday (the equivalent NHS appointment would take several weeks). The ultrasound technician confirmed straight away that he had found something. He also scanned my kidneys and lymph nodes and couldn't find anything obviously wrong.
Tuesday
Back to my normal doctor the following day (Tuesday this week) and he confirmed the results that the ultrasound technician had given me; a probable tumor. Not good news. He also had a good 'shuffle around' for good measure. He recommended seeing a consultant 'urgently' and, again due to having private insurance, managed to get an appointment locally for me that evening. So I rushed home and drove straight there.
The consultant took one look at the ultrasound results, then donned his gloves for the obligatory 'shuffle around'. I knew things wouldn't be great when he asked if I had kids and whether I wanted any more. After that question you kind of know what's coming next. He confirmed a tumor and recommended it be removed 'immediately' and booked me in for surgery this Friday morning. We won't know for sure if it is indeed cancerous until it is removed but the risk is too high to ignore. It needs to be done.
Today
...and today I had some blood tests and a CT scan of my torso from my neck right down to my pelvis. The CT scan is painless of course but the bucket of water they make you drink beforehand means you're bursting to go to the toilet! I already knew I needed an operation but the CT scan was to get an early indication of whether there were secondary tumors visible elsewhere. In other words had it spread? Waiting to get the results this evening was quite nerve wracking. My wife wasn't taking it well at all and I think she was more nervous than me. Knowing you need an operation is one thing but waiting to hear further bad news is another.
Luckily there was no sign of it having spread; the result was good. That was a great relief. I can deal with surgery but waiting to hear if it was more serious was the bad part. I still need to get the result of the blood test in a week (they check for cancer markers) and of course the biopsy on the tumor after it is removed on Friday. But, on the assumption it does turn out to be cancerous, at least it has been found early.
Next Steps...
The next steps are the operation on Friday. This is a day procedure but under a general anaesthetic. Then follow ups with the consultant and a referral to the Royal Marsden to decide whether chemo is necessary.
Having held my fathers hand 9 years ago when he died of cancer I am probably more sensitive than most people to how destructive it can be if not acted on urgently. It made me act as soon as I suspected something wrong. Luckily this type of cancer (again assuming the biopsy confirms it is indeed that) is very treatable, especially if caught early.
I've always worked very hard and had fairly stressful jobs. I rarely take any sick time off; the last sick leave I had was two days off when I broke my leg a few years ago. So my natural instinct is to just get back to work as soon as I can. But my wife is trying to persuade me to take some time off. The doctor is prepared to sign me off for two weeks if I want. For once I might just accept it and take the time off. I'm convinced the stressful jobs has at least contributed to this, and it does make me reconsider whether I want to continue in such jobs in the future.
So the moral of the story chaps, is check yourself down below regularly. It may just save your life one day.
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Thursday Last Week
Last Thursday I happened by chance to notice a lump down below. Somewhere no man wants to have a lump. I realised instantly that it didn't feel right and it took me a little by surprise. I was working from home that day so I managed to get one of my doctors emergency slots that day. I didn't mention it to my wife at this point as I didn't want to worry her unnecessarily until I knew more.
The emergency doctor was a lady who politely asked if I needed a chaparone for my examination. But quite frankly I just wanted to get it looked at and didn't care whether it was a man or woman. She's a doctor and I'm sure she's seen far more interesting sights than mine. After a short 'shuffle around' she agreed that it didn't feel right and recommended I have an ultrasound.
Monday This Week
Luckily I have private medical insurance through my employer. So I managed to get a very quick appointment on Monday (the equivalent NHS appointment would take several weeks). The ultrasound technician confirmed straight away that he had found something. He also scanned my kidneys and lymph nodes and couldn't find anything obviously wrong.
Tuesday
Back to my normal doctor the following day (Tuesday this week) and he confirmed the results that the ultrasound technician had given me; a probable tumor. Not good news. He also had a good 'shuffle around' for good measure. He recommended seeing a consultant 'urgently' and, again due to having private insurance, managed to get an appointment locally for me that evening. So I rushed home and drove straight there.
The consultant took one look at the ultrasound results, then donned his gloves for the obligatory 'shuffle around'. I knew things wouldn't be great when he asked if I had kids and whether I wanted any more. After that question you kind of know what's coming next. He confirmed a tumor and recommended it be removed 'immediately' and booked me in for surgery this Friday morning. We won't know for sure if it is indeed cancerous until it is removed but the risk is too high to ignore. It needs to be done.
Today
...and today I had some blood tests and a CT scan of my torso from my neck right down to my pelvis. The CT scan is painless of course but the bucket of water they make you drink beforehand means you're bursting to go to the toilet! I already knew I needed an operation but the CT scan was to get an early indication of whether there were secondary tumors visible elsewhere. In other words had it spread? Waiting to get the results this evening was quite nerve wracking. My wife wasn't taking it well at all and I think she was more nervous than me. Knowing you need an operation is one thing but waiting to hear further bad news is another.
Luckily there was no sign of it having spread; the result was good. That was a great relief. I can deal with surgery but waiting to hear if it was more serious was the bad part. I still need to get the result of the blood test in a week (they check for cancer markers) and of course the biopsy on the tumor after it is removed on Friday. But, on the assumption it does turn out to be cancerous, at least it has been found early.
Next Steps...
The next steps are the operation on Friday. This is a day procedure but under a general anaesthetic. Then follow ups with the consultant and a referral to the Royal Marsden to decide whether chemo is necessary.
Having held my fathers hand 9 years ago when he died of cancer I am probably more sensitive than most people to how destructive it can be if not acted on urgently. It made me act as soon as I suspected something wrong. Luckily this type of cancer (again assuming the biopsy confirms it is indeed that) is very treatable, especially if caught early.
I've always worked very hard and had fairly stressful jobs. I rarely take any sick time off; the last sick leave I had was two days off when I broke my leg a few years ago. So my natural instinct is to just get back to work as soon as I can. But my wife is trying to persuade me to take some time off. The doctor is prepared to sign me off for two weeks if I want. For once I might just accept it and take the time off. I'm convinced the stressful jobs has at least contributed to this, and it does make me reconsider whether I want to continue in such jobs in the future.
So the moral of the story chaps, is check yourself down below regularly. It may just save your life one day.