But I’m not getting cocky just yet (forgive the pun).
From what I’ve read about prostate cancer treatment, if the cancer bug has got out of the organ during/after a prostatectomy, there’s a good chance the first signs will come two years after the operation.
My two-year anniversary comes up in a couple of months – so wish me luck.
It’s interesting how long it takes to fully recover from the surgery’s effects.
My scar is virtually gone and I’ve felt fit for ages.
There’s no incontinence. I haven’t done the pelvic floor exercises for more than a year, but there’s never any problem with not being able to hold it in, even when I’m busting.
Not that I put myself in the busting mode if I can avoid it.
So, hey, no regrets and no real worries. I’m bloody lucky.
Well, there is one worry – the number of friends and people I know who have been diagnosed. Talk about an epidemic.
And I wonder if the NZ Parliamentary Health Select Committee will ever get round to reporting back on its prostate cancer inquiry…