It's done. After two plus hours in the stirrups, sixty two radio-active seeds reside in my prostate. I suddenly realized, while undergoing this giant indignity, that I was finally seeing the world from a Woman's point of view.
While I certainly hope that my next crisis is passing away at 90 while peacefully sleeping, (post-coital, of course) I'm glad I had it done. The nice thing about this treatment option, is that it's a one shot thing. No follow-up, except PSA tests to record the demise of the cancer cells.
I drove over to Seattle, in a friend's car. He figured, rightly that I wouldn't feel much like driving, so I played tour guide, while John Wirst, my chauffeur rubber necked. The procedure was done by the Veterans Administration Hospital there. The Doctor, a famous author, Radiologist and UW professor was Kent Wallner.
When I asked what the cost of the treatment would be in a private facility, I was told $30,000 to $45,000. Next time you hear any criticism of the patient care at VA, send them to me!
I'm home, my bottom is sore and it's wonderful to have this over with. Thank you all for caring...
Weekend Wild Card -- 5.18-19.13
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