A little while ago, the mailman left me a package by my front door.
Didn't recognize the name, or the return address on the package.
Wasn't expecting anything by the mailman, or the UPS, FEDEX, guys and gals.
Opened up the package and inside is a nice, big, quilt, he and the wife sent down to me.
Let me tell you why they did that.
Probably around a year and a half ago, i responded to someones posting about a health problem that he was going through.
I posted a short reply that i was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer, and a weird, bone marrow, mutation, cancer, disease, (whatever you want to call it) that i need(ed) medical attention for.
Well to update you all here on the forum, i opted for internal, radiation seed implants as my course of treatment for the prostate cancer problem.
My PSA level reading was a 7.3 before the implants, and the biopsy Gleason Score was a #3.
It's now been 15 months since the implants, and the "procedure" must have worked, as at my last evaluation the PSA level is a 0.3.
The oncologist, urologist, are happy campers, so is old man Valuckas (me)
But my other problem is ongoing.
The bone marrow mutation is called JAK2, for short in the medical world.
What it boils down too, is my bone marrow mutation has caused my white blood cell count, to go thru the roof, off the charts.
In normal numbers, white blood cells, are the "good guys" in the body figthing off infection, and doing what they are supposed to do, normally.
But in abnormal amounts, the body doesn't know what to do with them anymore.
It's not curable, but with a strong medication, it's supposed to be "controllable"
But the side affect to that medication, is i no longer have any energy, strength, stamina, to do things that i always was used to doing in my daily routine in this life of mine.
I get to live with it, the way it is now, for the rest of my life, however long it may be.
One year, ten years, longer, who knows.
You can have this disease and never know it, until specialized blood tests, find it.
The doc's tell me I'm doing good, as the medication has brought my "numbers" down into good amounts, but if my body decides to mutate this problem further, it turns into lukemia, or bone cancer, then i really will be a dead man walking.
We don't get any guarantees with life, on top, of this planet earth, and i don't have any problems with human mortality.
Were all going to to conk out sooner or later.
But in my case, modern medical science, has diagnosed what it could be for me.
After writing this, my advise is to get yourself checked out medically, regurally, and the doctors do a good job in curing prostate cancer, and others if they catch it early enough.
So again, a big public, internet, thank you, to inkjunkie.
Jim V.
hemi71x
http://www.forabodiesonly.com/mopar/showthread.php?t=335508&highlight=Quilt
Didn't recognize the name, or the return address on the package.
Wasn't expecting anything by the mailman, or the UPS, FEDEX, guys and gals.
Opened up the package and inside is a nice, big, quilt, he and the wife sent down to me.
Let me tell you why they did that.
Probably around a year and a half ago, i responded to someones posting about a health problem that he was going through.
I posted a short reply that i was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer, and a weird, bone marrow, mutation, cancer, disease, (whatever you want to call it) that i need(ed) medical attention for.
Well to update you all here on the forum, i opted for internal, radiation seed implants as my course of treatment for the prostate cancer problem.
My PSA level reading was a 7.3 before the implants, and the biopsy Gleason Score was a #3.
It's now been 15 months since the implants, and the "procedure" must have worked, as at my last evaluation the PSA level is a 0.3.
The oncologist, urologist, are happy campers, so is old man Valuckas (me)
But my other problem is ongoing.
The bone marrow mutation is called JAK2, for short in the medical world.
What it boils down too, is my bone marrow mutation has caused my white blood cell count, to go thru the roof, off the charts.
In normal numbers, white blood cells, are the "good guys" in the body figthing off infection, and doing what they are supposed to do, normally.
But in abnormal amounts, the body doesn't know what to do with them anymore.
It's not curable, but with a strong medication, it's supposed to be "controllable"
But the side affect to that medication, is i no longer have any energy, strength, stamina, to do things that i always was used to doing in my daily routine in this life of mine.
I get to live with it, the way it is now, for the rest of my life, however long it may be.
One year, ten years, longer, who knows.
You can have this disease and never know it, until specialized blood tests, find it.
The doc's tell me I'm doing good, as the medication has brought my "numbers" down into good amounts, but if my body decides to mutate this problem further, it turns into lukemia, or bone cancer, then i really will be a dead man walking.
We don't get any guarantees with life, on top, of this planet earth, and i don't have any problems with human mortality.
Were all going to to conk out sooner or later.
But in my case, modern medical science, has diagnosed what it could be for me.
After writing this, my advise is to get yourself checked out medically, regurally, and the doctors do a good job in curing prostate cancer, and others if they catch it early enough.
So again, a big public, internet, thank you, to inkjunkie.
Jim V.
hemi71x
http://www.forabodiesonly.com/mopar/showthread.php?t=335508&highlight=Quilt
