I don’t remember much of the first hours after waking up after the surgery. I was in the recovery ward but it felt more like I was recovering from a couple of rounds with Mike Tyson after I had called him a big fat fairy, than an operation. I was not in any pain but I was definitely the picnic basket without any cutlery – not all there.Read More »

The last meeting before anyone has the operation is the compulsory ‘Pre-prostatectomy preparation clinic’. This is where the hospital team tell you what will happen during and immediately after the operation. This meeting should occur two weeks before the operation. It is so important that if you fail to attend this meeting you cannot have the operation. I managed to get the date of the appointment mixed up with another so when I realised and got to the hospital it was too late to join so I had to attend the next seminar which just happened to be the day before my operation.Read More »

Once a year my church holds a men’s breakfast meeting. This is where the men of the church and their invited male guests get together and to talk and listen to a series of discussions concerning men.

It’s a popular belief that men don’t talk. Well give us the right environment and we will talk. In fact, we will talk quite happily until the cows come home. We just won’t do it during our partners favourite television program, the split second we walk through the door, when we are actively trying to get some sex. We also don’t expect our partners to have the telepathic abilities to sense not only when we want to talk but what we want to talk about too.Read More »

This page is a little different to the others. This page is an anthology (Love Islanders – A collection of short stories related by a theme or subject) of stories about talking about prostate cancer.

They are mostly in chronological order but all occur between when I was diagnosed and the operation itself.

Let’s go.Read More »