Things About The Journey That Force You To Laugh???

Okay, I have one...
Went to a chinese restaurant after my first IMRT treatment Monday. The fortune cookie:

"Your warmth will radiate upon others around you..."

The lottery numbers lost.

Tony

Post Edited (TC-LasVegas) : 6/20/2007 2:03:13 AM (GMT-6)

Pasay!! I missed yours!! Totally funny too!! Keep'on smilin.'
Reminds me of the time when I was about four weeks out and I made a weird face in the car as my wife was driving us home from lunch. (I had just let loose in my pad.) My wife looked over and asked me, "How're you doing big guy?" I said, I'm PI$$ED, in more ways than one."

Very funny Cedar Chopper.  I'm beginning to sense that I'm living with a turtle head -- and a scared turtle at that.  Gonna have to get the pliers out soon, just to pee.

Waaaahhh!!! I miss my favorite toy -- my SLEEPING GIANT IS GONE!! (LOL).  I hope he returns some day.

And Bluebird, you share my wife's sense of humor, in terms of the play on words.  Very funny.

Reminds me of:

 

Q. What does a dyslexic agnostic say?

 

A.  "Is there a Dog?  Is there a Dog?"

Thank you both for revisiting this thread.  It makes me smile.

Hi all.  I just realized why babies cry when they have a wet diaper.  I just can't hold back the tears now because my diaper is full!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mika-mvesr

Thanks to all that have posted comments, I am a newbie to this Forum and have found great posts and experiences.

 

I had RP on May 1 2007, found early and more by accident than from symptoms.  PSA was 4.1, did the anitbiotics, then had a 4.2. Went to urologist, he did the DRE and couldn't feel anything, but suggested biopsy to be safe.  Had it Monday, Wed. he called and I had a Gleason of 6 and said cancer was found by the transitional samples.  He doesn't do the laser procedure, but had done over 1000 RPs and it was done within a week.  After two months, I have slight incontinence (one pad a day) and have hopes it will improve. 

 

Funniest moments from my surgery:

1. I am on the hairy side and that gene was passed to my oldest some (18.) The trend is to shave to show off all the weightlifting, so having this condition is a constant annoyance to him (it's my gift to him!)  When in prep, they shaved me for surgery.  When my family was in pre-op and my son saw the smooth shave, he got into a discussion with the aide on what/how/etc., all about the time my Dr. arrives to take me to surgery.  He just shook his head.  You had to be there to see the expression...

 

2. The second night post surgery, my wife and youngest were visiting.  A friend who does some amateur acting bursts into the room, right out of the old west, wearing cowboy hat, long duster coat, red bandana around the neck, boots and with holster and gun belt strapped on.   Unfortunately, being in Arizona, there are permits for people to carry weapons.  My friend had been tracked by security cameras the whole way and right after his arrival, two security officers arrived rerady to take him out of the building.  I plead with them to let him stay, he did not have a weapon in the holster, but they couldn't tell that from their view. 

 

The laughing surely cause my innards to hurt, but in retrospect, it was well worth it.

 

My prayers go out to the other guys and their families that are going through this disease and surgery.  I am on a mission, with my clients, friends and people I meet to make sure men go to their doctor and are tested for prostate cancer.  I feel it was by God's intervention that I got to a doctor for a physical and that my cancer was found early and was so treatable.  We can all be a difference in other people's lives if we just talk with them about prevention and testing.

 

Off my soapbox.  Thanks to all!

When it was time to get Curt's catheter out, we went to the local Urologist's office. A young female Physician's Assistant was to remove the catheter. We were placed in a room and Curt laid down on the table which made the catheter pull. I didn't know what to do so I pulled out the stirrups and put his feet in them. He looked like he was going to have a gynecological exam. The PA came in and gave us a funny look then asked if the girl up front had put him in the stirrups. I told her that I did it. So we laughed about that, then he told her he wanted a piece of the catheter tubing to make a fishing bait. I'm sure she thought we were crazy then. He told her that the thing had made him so miserable for two weeks, he was going to get some enjoyment out of it somehow. So when she removed the catheter he showed her the piece he wanted, and she put it in a bio-hazard bag for him. He took it home and started creating his "foley slammer" since it was from the tubing attached to the foley catheter bag.
A week or so later Curt's cousin took him fishing and he caught a pike and then a bass on it. He had to release them both because they were too small but he sure had fun catching them. Photos can be seen on our homepage if you click on the little house icon under our user name to the left. At least I hope so, I'm not very good at creating these things. Last week Curt took the pictures in to the Urologist's office and everyone on staff got a good laugh out of it.

Vicky ~ this is priceless!!!!  We have truly enjoyed the pictures!!! and the story!!!

Each of "You" who have contributed to this thread deserves a Hug!!! 

    Consider yourself "Hugged".... 

  Pianoman ~ you get 2 hugs for starting it!!!

Friends,

For those of us feeling down with E.D. and/or particularly mortal these days,
I offer a story about this "manly act":

Long ago there was an ocean full of dolphins that lived forever.
However, the secret to their longevity was a diet of these special sea-birds -
  - and they were running out of these birds.
One day, a shark told them about another ocean on the other side of the "Foley Slammer Straits" with plenty of these birds - but that the channel was guarded by lions watching from the cliffs. 
The dolphins quickly made a deal to pay the sharks to smuggle birds past the lions.
This went along just fine for awhile, until the sharks got busted for 
 transporting gulls across strait lions for immortal porpoises....
ICTHUS
C^Cedar

Friends,

As we learn to fight cancer, incontinence, erectile dysfunction, and hospital billing errors, we've all had to make decisions with conflicting viewpoints and advice.  This story comes from a Texas birdwatcher:

There were three brothers living on the family cattle ranch in south Texas that could not get along with each other and could never agree on anything.  This always hurt their mother dearly.  When she passed away, she left the three of them the family cattle ranch on one condition, the ranch must remain intact and that they must all three agree on a name for the ranch.  After fighting over this for weeks, they heard about The Divine Ms. Bluebird and her great wisdom.  They contacted her on the Healingwell Forum and posed this question to her, "What can we who never agree on anything name our ranch so that we do not lose our inheritance?"

Ms. Bluebird thought for a moment and said, "Focus."

The brothers replied, we are focused, we just can never agree to be agreeable.
Ms. Blue said, "Then disagree without being disagreeable!  Focus is where
the sons raise meat......"

C^Cedar
ICTHUS!

I'm waiting to have the biopsy when the doctor comes in with his attractive young female assistant.  She says that she hopes that I won't be embarrassed.  I told her that she wouldn't be the first woman to see me and I was guessing that I wouldn't be the first man that she had seen  so as long as she didn't start taking her clothes off we should be ok.  They probably wondered in the front office what we were laughing at.

HAHA! Good one Lana!
Those are exciting words these days, aren't they?
Amazing how one word will change over the course of time. Previously I just got excited if my gravy "thickened" while cooking. ;)
Best to you,
Vicky

Hi Jerryg:  Very funny.  Thanks for sharing!

Tom

Gordy,

When I was in the Coast Guard and my duty made me late to chow for a week, the only thing that hadn't dried up to inedibility on the hot tray line was ..... the brussel sprouts. 
They tasted the same as when the cook first put them out that morning!  Yuck!
After surviving on brussel sprouts for a couple of weeks, I don't even eat coleslaw anymore, either...

Thinking back to the 1970's when I was in the Service,
I'm reminded of a baseball pitcher back in the 1970's named Melfamey.
He was pitching a no-hitter at the bottom of the eighth inning of the World Series, score tied zero to zero - when he just couldn't handle the suspense anymore.  So, at the top of the ninth, he went out and bought a six-pack of beer.  He drank five of them immediately and put the sixth beer in his pocket in case he got nervous in the bottom of the ninth.
Of course, on the mound in the ninth he was now pitching wild and walked the first four batters in just 16 pitches and lost the game.
He pulled the last beer out of his pocket and emptied it in one long swallow.

The opposing players were asking each other how could such an athlete clutch at the last second?!?!  One of their players saw him drink the last beer and said sighing:
See that beer?  That's the beer that made Melfamie walk us...


Of course I'm getting incontinent just thinking about "riding the bull" with Schlitz.

;-> Your Friend,

......(Fence posts in Texas are made by a)
Cedar Chopper.