It also affects my cycling and I tire after about 20 t0 30KM and need to rest for an hour or so. Fortunately it doesn't affect my driving nor is it likely to kill me if I take my regular medications. I get on quite well by dividing my day into 2 to 3 hour periods.
A typical day is up about 5.00am, shower and shave, have breakfast then walk Louis. Back home I rest in my recliner armchair and rest while catching up on my emails, Face Book and regular blogs which I follow. I fill in the time to 9.00am having a snooze when Louis is normally snugged up beside me.
At 9.00am I either do my chores or go shopping and am back home by 11.00 to 11.30am. If I am delivering Meals on Wheels I go out at 10.30am and get home at 1.00pm. If not, I normally have a light lunch and read for a couple of hours. I am trying to read all the classics I avoided as a teenager. I have downloaded several book from Gutenberg including War and Peace, Les Miserables, Jane Eyre etc and find them quite enjoyable. I haven't enjoyed mush Dickens however.
In the afternoon I potter around the house and garden before taking Louis for his afternoon walk which normally takes about one and a half hours as I rest in the shelter in my local park and catch up with the local gossip with my other dog walking friends. I the cook dinner and dine,drink wine about 6.30pm .
After clearing up I watch TV for while am in bed about 9.00pm
I was coping very well with this routine a I got three 20-30km bike rides each week as when ever possible I us my bike for shopping and have short ride with my club most Saturday mornings
Late last year I began to have a typical old man's problem with my prostate. It gradually became more difficult to urinate and more annoyingly difficult to remain continent for more than an hour.
In July it had become so bad that I decided to have what in the medical trade is called "a re-bore" more accurately known as TURP . I you are a male read the Wikipedia article which will make your eyes water and females will tell you they have had to put up with this sort of thing all their lives.
Actually the procedure wasn't too bad and I spent three days in hospital before coming home to a reasonably normal life. The worst thing was that I couldn't ride my bike for at least eight weeks. I also had to come of my anticoagulants until told otherwise. With AF anticoagulants are used to minimize the risk is another stoke.
After three weeks I went back to see my surgeon who was very pleased with her handiwork (she is a Kirsten) and as I had stopped having blood in my urine put me back om anticoagulants. As part of the TURP a number of samples of the material removed from my prostate were sent for biopsy. The results were a bit of a shock they showed that they had a Gleason Score of 4+3=7 which a bit of worry as it shows that I have cancer
Over the next week I had a comprehensive full body CT scan, a 100% bone scan and a blood test. These showed that the cancer had not spread and as the blood test showed a PSA of 1.4 the cancer was not particularly active. It has been decided to do nothing but "wait and watch". Every 3 to 4 month I will have tests and if there is no change I will probably "die with not of" prostate cancer.
I have had couple of problems with blood in my urine and had to come of my anticoagulants for a while and defer cycling a bit longer. I have been OK fro a week or so now and am back on my anticoagulants.
Tomorrow I am of a camping holiday with my camper trailer group - life goes on!
Now today is Louis' eleventh birthday and he as demanded equal billing with his predecessors.
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Louis at six week old. The breeder sent me this photo for me to show to Margaret when she was in hospital. She said "I want him." |
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| Our friend Bettie brought a hooping basket to carry Louis to the hospital. I waited outside with him and Betty wheeled Margaret to the outside decking where Margaret gave him his name and a cuddle.. |
Louis first six months
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| Six months and guess what? |
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| Louis I one year old - we were seventy |
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| Louis slept at the foot of Margaret's bed |
