Situation Nominal Yesterday was the big day. I trekked down to Seattle to visit my surgeon. It was time for my 6 week post-op check-up. Now the astute reader will note it has actually been 7 weeks since my surgery. All I can say is welcome to the efficient bureaucratic morass that is the modern American health care industry.

The point of this drivel is this visit encompassed the first post-op PSA test. And the results is - undetectable! So it's another sign in my favor. Of course it doesn't guarantee I don't still have cancer. So just in case, I'll get a PSA test every 6 months. But at this point if I still have cancer I get to have "salvage procedures". Some of these can make the original surgery and aftermath look like a cake walk.

Speaking of the aftermath, I'm not doing too bad. According to the doctor I'm probably a little ahead of the curve. Physically I feel fine. I'm back to exercising & doing pretty much what I want - just at a slightly lower level. So all that's left is what I've come to refer to as the two I's - incontinence & impotence. Let's just say I've made much more progress on the former. For the latter, the doctor gave me a prescription for "my little blue friends". If all goes well, time will rectify the two I's.  ¶ 24.1.07

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