A friend asked me if I would have a chat with a guy that was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer.
I was only too happy to give him the talk that I never had and wished that I got. However, it would end up be me coming back, scratching and shaking my head.Read More »
Not the best word someone could use when I told them what my blood pressure figures were.
It was a couple of days after I had spent the day wired up to a portable blood pressure machine so that the surgery could get an average blood pressure reading.
It was an interesting experience walking, sitting, eating and sleeping with this thing. It gives a warning bleep and then seconds later would noisily go about its bicep inflating business.Read More »
I had been told beforehand that there would be another guy representing prostate cancer. I didn’t quite understand it at the time. Having two guys talking about the same thing seems a bit of a waste to me. It can work if the guys have had two totally different experiences or procedures but the organiser certainly didn’t know that when she requested me.Read More »
I have known of Dennis for years. We have never worked together but he is a bit of a chip off the old block. He is actually quite funny but I’m funnier. He is the Brad Pitt to my Denzel, only he is richer but I am prettier. He is 6 foot tall and some change – and I’m going to wisely leave it there.
He is not going to tell a penguin that thinks it’s a cat that it’s a cat. What he might do instead is say “OK then let’s see you climb that wall then” and pull up a chair, with some popcorn, and sit back and watch. I never knew he had prostrate cancer until he approached me after the PC talk I did at work. I thought he might not be ready to share his story when I tentatively asked him if he was interested. He replied when do you need it by. Over to you Dennis….Read More »