I had an appointment with a urologist on Tuesday at 2:30 pm. I also had an appointment in the first week of June. In June, my doctor said there was something suspicious about my prostate situation. I sat on the suspicion through the month of June and July and early August. I didn't want my girls to worry. I didn't want anyone to worry so I just prayed that all would be okay. Back to Tuesday...the urologist says, "Good news, your prostate is good. In fact, you have the PSA score of a 30 year old." So was all that worry for naught? No, in fact I came away with new appreciation for life. Judy and I always talked about a line we heard in a drama production we attended...There is a big difference between a lump in your porridge and a lump in your breast. We fixate on little things that annoy us, but the little things that annoy us become less important when we have a cancer scare or a cancer diagnosis. In spite of the fact that I pulled a hamstring and took a line drive off my shin this morning at slow pitch, I'm feeling very thankful these are just annoying lumps.
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