YESTERDAY was my last normal day before radical
prostatectomy tomorrow.
To celebrate the last day of an era... and remember/honor
the kind of full normal life it was before, we decided to go first to the DC
arboretum and fully soak in the vibes, before going to DC Costco for some final
shopping. As it was, we also put in a quick early trip to Target to fill two
more prescriptions, as I will explain. Life was 100% normal even today... until
I got out of bed, and new orders went into effect.
By the way, I recently discussed this with a guy who ran all
of DOD’s health programs around the world. He said: “Every man gets prostate
cancer sooner or later, if he lives long enough.” So I will discuss a few
lessons learned below.
These pictures were from the arboretum. The first is
self-explanatory, and had an amusing resonance with my situation. I very much
remember Luda’s laugh when she suddenly noticed the parallel. But the second
was actually taken earlier. We would have wanted to say hello to the eagles at
a high point we have often visited, which has a dramatic view of Capitol Hill
through the trees, but the area was closed off with very strict warnings. As we
stood on the azalea trail looking at the new fence and signs warning us to go
no further, someone friendly came up from behind and quietly pointed. There,
just behind us, was the male of the eagle family coming out to visit US.
Luda says that people call the nesting eagle couple “Mr.
President” and “Mrs. President.” Should I add a caption to the picture, saying
here is the new Mr. President... or just the new eagle father?
Beyond that, doctor’s orders are to do nothing really heavy
today, just relax and amuse myself... and stick to the very specific
preoperative regime. “Clear liquid diet.” Luda and I have debated just what
that means. I even did a bit of web search, for example leading to an important
technical paper: https://www.researchgate.net/profile/Angel_Catala/publication/18525695_Nutrition_in_Clinical_Practice_httpncp.sagepub.com/links/09e4150ae8ad87bbd6000000.pdf.
Luda I need to figure out better what this really tells
us... but I get the impression that “clear liquid diet” is a kind of ancient
mantra, that different operations call for different restrictions, and we don’t
really know. For example, is dark grape juice OK or not? What about...? Until I
reread the instructions for a third time, I will just assume the worst, and
limit to water and broth. Yeshua ben David suggested I experiment more with
water, and maybe this would be a good time. Even one of my more mundane
physicist/brain university friends says he lived OK for a month on nothing but
water in the Sinai, so why worry? But would more nutrients help in a serious
way with healing?
No caffeine, no alcohol, no aspirin, not even vitamins –
just for one day now. No problem, really.
I was very happy at the preoperative visit last week, with a
nurse practitioner, to learn that 5-year survival rate for patients in my
situation having this kind of operation (radical prostatectomy, RP, by robotic
surgery) is over 99%. I had learned lots of stuff on the web (including journal
articles) and read three books, but still learned new things from what she gave
me last week, and from material my ex-wife was kind enough to give me
yesterday. I learned the importance of exercising the WHOLE strip of kegel
muscles all the way from the far back to the very tip, and learned that some
papers saying it is only the “larger of two muscles, in back” to exercise was flat out
wrong. (It is fortunate that our recent cruise encouraged exercise of both.) I
learned that “natural fertility is now almost impossible in any case,” but that
in all other respects the lilacs could fully come back in about a year. Also that
I should not pay any mundane attention to that aspect for about four weeks now,
because it is premature, and I need to focus almost entirely on the more
immediate risk factors which need to be taken care of. Also, as the nurse
practitioner advised, I visited www.drjeffalbaugh.com,
and downloaded the book.
For the next month ... it seems that the two most
life-threatening risks are, in order: (1) blood clots in the leg, due to
general immobility; and (2) infection. These are important for most major
surgeries.
Luda says: “follow instructions, but don’t worry too much
about (1). You didn’t even really know what a ‘charley horse’ is until a couple
of years ago, and you certainly have exercised your legs a lot this month.”
Sounds right to me. I remember ancient Red Cross lifeguard classes, where they
said a lot about how to handle charley horse in the water, but it never meant
much to me... until one night a few years ago, I felt... one day a lockup in my
leg, and another day in a foot. I was worried, but Luda laughed and explained
what to do. Massage some, gently put weight on it, get fluid, and then exercise it a bit to
clear everything. It sounds as if the risk here is basically from more of the
same, from more immobility and not enough water. Drinking lots of water should be no
problem, or following the prescribed regime of 5 to 10 minutes walking every
hour. “No prolonged sitting either on hard surfaces, or with legs dangling
down. If you sit, sit in bed, or in that soft leather easy chair in your living
room.” That sounds doable.
Infection... ex-wife (about to get her PhD finally in a
medical area, after decades of experience) suggests they should have done more
to emphasize what to do to prevent that, above and beyond the showers tonight,
tomorrow morning at 5AM, and sometime on the day (Wednesday) after I return
from the hospital (Tuesday). The
importance of keeping more parts of the catheter absolutely germ-free. The difficulty of properly instructing someone on narcotic painkillers just before discharge on all the important details. "Make sure they show you that injection system, and make sure they actually have you do it in the hospital."
Lots of emphasis from everyone that in the first ten days
(before the catheter is removed) that I really should take three medications
every day and not wait for things to impel them: (1) dulcolax twice a day; (2)
a prescription blood-thinning shot; (3) percocet, a narcotic pain killer. I
chose not to fill the percocet prescription at first, because I have a real,
deep horror of narcotic drugs, and mistrust of how they are being used. But
after lots of pressure, reassurance, and arguments that my healing will be
slower and more problematic if I don’t, I gave in, and we ran to Target/CVS to
fill the prescription. I am also a bit
puzzled about the blood-thinner injection, since simple aspirin is also a blood
thinner, but I suppose my liver may be working overtime with the other medicstions,
and I will follow instructions in any case; no real problem. I also need to
control my diet very firmly for a week, and less firmly for a month, and my
level of exercise. (Essentially... none except walking, complex liquids
management, and rare walking up stairs carrying nothing over 10 pounds.) They
say people can go back to work in 4 weeks, usually, on average, but it varies
from person to person. Even kegel is out until catheter is out.
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And that’s all. I do begin to see interesting things in the
cortical electrode data (from Jennie’s rats) I was starting to look at... but I
may have troubles following up in a timely way with all these distractions...
Also, it hits me how my blood test (PSA) was not so scary,
only 4, just a year ago, but spiked up suddenly not long after our trip to
India last year, which certainly was hard on my digestive system both at the
time and at a kind of time of revisit a couple of weeks later... I wonder.
Paul, you're very brave to write about this procedure so directly, openly, and honestly. Best of luck with the surgery, and I look forward to your next post. -- Lucy McD
ReplyDeletePaul, you're very brave to write about this procedure so directly, openly, and honestly. Best of luck with the surgery, and I look forward to your next post. -- Lucy McD
ReplyDeleteThanks much, Lucy! Luda says I am a little bit too brave sometimes... but then she is braver than me for things like climbing up cliffs....
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