August 17, 2005 - Dr. Jeffrey Marks, Urologist appt. For some reason or another, I didn't procrastinate in going to get this thing checked out, and I knew it was time to find a Urologist. After telling my Dad about my symptoms, he found out that one of my brother Rob's friends is a Urologist and after confirming he was listed in my insurance plan, I made the appointment.
After donating some urine, the doc came in and saw my name, introduced himself and told me how nice my brother & Jilll are, & then he felt my balls (not an everyday-meet someone-occurence for me). He said, "I don't like what I'm feeling." I should have been offended, but I knew what he meant. He said that he suspected it to be Testicular Cancer. Man, for someone who's always thinking about exiting this earth because life sucks, I got a real pit-of-the-stomach-type reaction. SHIT...CANCER!
The Ultrasound
It was time to go to the room down the hall where, and I kid you not, one of his PA's, a pretty female no less, told me to lower my pants & drawers and lay down on the cold table. She then rubbed, what must have been KY all over the 'area' and rubbed it with this probe-thingy. I'm glad that Anna Kournikova wasn't on my mind at the time! Needless to say, the Ultrasound confirmed the diagnosis.
With that, Dr. Marks said that we would need to remove said twin asap, and sent me off to get blood work (for markers) & a chest x-ray. My Inguinal Orchiectomy was set up for the following week. I walked out of the office, alone & stunned...and my damn groin was hurting from everyone fondlin' me parts! |