Third attempt this morning to write this blog. Blog 59 was very cathartic and seemed to be appreciated by many people on here. Even brought a tear to a few people's eyes.
Thursday was a day of differences for little old me.
But I need to warn you all, I'm talking sex again this morning. Not only about sex but it was part of my day.. I will explain ;-)
Firstly a walk up to the local surgery for an appointment with my doctor, Doctor Tom. Now this man is a great doctor but way too clever. He welcomes me into his little room and just sits there looking at me, waiting for me to say something...
Now, I'm in a good mood so I play the game and say nothing...
I won, he broke first and said "So, how are you today?" "Don't know" I say and then leave a long pause. "But I will know tomorrow". He gives me this strange "my god he's gone mad" look. So I explain, "Had my 3 month CT scan on Monday and get the results tomorrow so I'll find out how I am tomorrow!" He smiles but it is the smile of "give me strength, this man thinks he's funny but he has cancer so I will humour him".
"But that's not why I'm here" I explain with the beginnings of a grin on my face "I've come to get a prescription for viagra, my consultant told me that you'd be the one to arrange it for me."
He smiled and hit a few keys on his keyboard and the prescription emerged from the printer on his desk. Now that was easy, 30 seconds and I had a prescription for four... what only four? just four viagra!
He saw my pained face as I say "Only four?"
"Yep, you can only have four a month on the NHS."
But, but...
"But don't worry" he says with a little smirk on his face "we can always sort things out" What did he mean? Did he run a black market supply ring of viagra or was he just going to forward me his latest spam email from Canada?
Then he told me that "they might not work. (What?!?!?!?) They come in different strengths and we might need to up the dose if these aren't strong enough. And then, he added, if that doesn't work we have a different type of tablet and then we can always try this gel cream stuff that you put into the end of your.."
"And.." he was on a flow now so I just sat there and listened "if that fails we always have the injections as a last resort, mind you that will be the last resort as sticking a needle into the side of your (and here he used a medical term) knob is just not natural"
And so I bade my thankful farewell to Doctor Tom and walked the 50 yards to the chemist. It did remind me of my youth when I went into the chemist or barbers for my "something for the weekend". Now I am showing my age!
Not even a smirk from the chemist as they gave me my "pack of four".
So the sun was shining and I skipped home, Tra la la ;-)
I then needed to pop out to the new office and take some pre-moving in photo's for the landlord so we can record the condition so there is no arguments when we leave after the end of our lease. Then into town for a bit of shopping before getting home to do some work.
I stopped about two for a lunch break which was interrupted by about twenty phone calls but somehow I fell asleep on the sofa. zzzzzzzzzzz
and then more zzzzzzzzzzzz's
And I woke up and it was 5.15 in the afternoon! Help! I needed to get going as I had a haircut appointment at 5.30! Would I make it on time? Well, I did with about 1 min to spare but I think I drove whilst still asleep for half the journey!
So it was, with shortened hair and trimmed beard, that I arrived back home for a light tea. Light because I had read the leaflet with my "pack of four" and I was keen to obey the rules. No, I wasn't going to wait. Me wait? Never! ;-)
Time passed for T and me...
Result? A partial success but not what I would call 100% more like about 30% tops. Next time, next time. I can always call Doctor Tom on Monday to see if he can replenish my stash.
Now the lack of total success was not a surprise or a problem. One more step on my journey to "complete" happiness. Then again, trying for the first time the night before you get the results from the first 3 months post op CT scan might have had an effect on performance!
Oh yes, my scan results. Friday 4.10pm appointment. And I'm a scared little bunny. Now I know that I will get a good result and even if I don't I will still embrace the rest of the day and every day that follows but...
But it is crap having to wait. And it is a little bit scary what I might hear this afternoon. Little bit? No, big bit scary is more accurate. Does it get any easier? Is the 6 month check up half the worry or twice the worry?
I will find out won't I.
Will let you all know with a special blog later but don't expect an early blog as we're going dancing this evening, learning our "first dance" for the wedding and then possibly a celebratory bottle of bubbly.
Cheers for now!
Andrew xx
