The Game is up

That's brilliant news @Vince ....we're with you all the way!! :bigthumb:

 

..Nice one @Vince..Ey you got Carols kitchen done yet..

 

That's great news @Vince

 

Will be thinking of you Vince and your good lady.

 

I'm glad your getting it sorted Vince.

 

The deed is done, the good news is I'm still alive but my GP is fast tracking me to see a specialist because she has concerns, they also took an armful of blood!

I wouldn't have done this without Carol!

 

Glad that you're getting it sorted and good luck with the results.

 

Carol was right to get you there Vince. It's scary but it's best to get it sorted out. I hope all goes well with the specialist.

 

You're on the right track to recovery. They say a glass of stout helps recover/thickens your blood..

 

Vince my friend. I was 60yrs old when I had my first blood test.. Inside I was terrified. Iasked if I could lie down while the vampires did their job.

This all stems from my upbringing. My mum was 43 when she found I was on the way. Both mum and my sister 16 yrs my peer, wrapped me up in cotton wool so to speak. My dad was strict military style, fought in two world wars etc. If I happened to cut myself, I was afraid. mum would be saying. That's a bad cut. you can see the bone etc. Me I became more fearful of what was being said. Once or twice, dad gave me a clip about the ear and said, snap out of it you big tit, be a man. Even when I was a traffic cop, I attended many blood stained accidents , and yes. It was a hard fight to keep my breakfast down. In later years, I found that GP's tended to send you for blood tests. Suddenly finding these phlebotomist really do know their job, I began to relax. However the sight of blood still troubled me. Then one evening I need a pee. Glancing down. No no great specimem of manhood.... tweezers and magnifying glass are available... OH NO! there in the toilet was not just water an urine but the dreaded red stuff. So now. Do I pass out or what. For me anything to do with blood also carries with it my religious conviction. Next morning. Off to the GP surgery.

Morning ladies. I need to se Dr Plana immediately. Have you an appointment NO. Then you will have to make an appointment. We can fit you in say one months time. No fair lady. I need to see the doc now. I am peeing blood. Within ten miutes I was talking to my GP. He booked an appointment with the local urology dept. I was examined with the week and was told. Yes. You have bladder cancer. That was in2014. Since then I have had four operations, no problems. Who knows had I held back. The condition would have got worse and by today. the cancer could be spread throuout my body. OK I read medicine for three years, so I have some idea of how things work. Vince my friend. When it comes down to you and your health. Get help. stop buggering about. Get a diagnosis tehn decide what you want to do.

I sincerely wish you all the very best.

 

Well done @Vince , the scariest bit is done with. The ball is now rolling and you'll soon be sorted out. Keep us posted please

 

@Mike Allen ... no need to scare the heebie jeebies out of Vince!

 

Well done @Vince , you have climbed the highest hurdle already. Now let the pros sort everything out and tell you what you need to do. You are in very good hands.

This may sound silly, but you do have a lot of us nameless and faceless unknown but real people behind of our avatars wishing you well. Pat on your shoulder, it'll be fine.