Yesterday was a long day! I spend the entire morning at the Urology Clinic talking to a special person about the major side effects of the prostatectomy. I won't go into the details just yet, but let me say that this process took me to a new level of humility! When I finished the 3 hour session, I had to walk about a 1/2 a click to my radiation session for my 19th treatment.
When I prepared myself to lie down on the radiation table and then once again "show my tattoos" in front of 3 new ladies, I had enough. Emotionally, I knew I had digested too much "humble pie" for the day. I had shown my privates too many times to too many women in one day. I had to release a couple of tears in front of these wonderful ladies. Thank God there are different types of people in the world and the ladies at the Dixon Centre are perfect for their jobs. They wanted to know what was wrong; did they hurt me; should they stop. Thank God I have been sober for a few 24 hours and have gone to enough meetings to know I should tell them the truth. I did and told them to continue.
As I lay under the large machine and waited to the humming noise to begin, I thought of the past and the future. I wanted some assurance the monster was gone, but I knew only time and blood work will tell me this secret.
I went home that night and my "A" reminded me that it was 30 years ago on October 12, 1977 that we started dating. I should have known that because October 12 is also a birthday of one of "A"s best friends, Eleanor. I am so glad I had that first date! If it wasn't for that date, I wouldn't have had a shoulder to lean on last night. Thank you.
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