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Fcuking Thread: I’ll probably regret posting this but right now I feel the need to. This is the image that most of us who encountered cancer don’t post, we tend to post ones of ourselves looking well even if we Tweet about how rotten we feel. I’m 3yrs 4mths after my radical
prostatectomy surgery almost to the day, that’s 40 months wearing incontinence pads, over 40 months since making love to my beautiful wife as now suffer with permanent Erectile Dysfunction, 40 months of emotional & mental grief, 99% of the time I’m fine but on a bad day this
is me! I’ve had over 5 weeks of muscular pain in my Glute muscles in my leg were I could barely walk, over 2 months of migraine attacks & today I can’t take anymore. This image will never appear in any brochure advertising the impact or side affects of #prostatecancer it
will never be displayed in any media interview I do but it is part of my/our journey. Cancer rarely impacts solely the individual rather it attacks all them around you. Don’t get me wrong I’m very appreciative my cancer was caught in time unlike my fellow brothers @walls2 or
@ethansgrumps I can’t imagine their journey and my heart aches for them & their family. But I genuinely have come to hate the fucking word it has taken my dad, mum, aunts, uncles & cousins! I guess the odds were always stacked against me with that family history. So when
you see @PhelanVicky or @littlemiss2018 or @stephensfilms on TV looking so well and talking so eloquently just remember there are days they and their loved ones are tormented like I am today. And please I’m not looking for pity, sympathy or attention I’m simply trying
to make everyone aware of the importance of getting checked whether that’s for cervical, breast, prostate or testicular #cancer Today will pass & tomorrow the sun will rise I’ll be fine my journey through this new life will continue on & perhaps in 6 or 9 months or even
longer I’ll have another wobble the point is right now right this minute I don’t want to be fucking positive I don’t want mindfulness I want to raise my fist and the universe & let the screeches of inner torment wail to the rhythm of my angst screaming #FuckCancer So if you
ever wanted to know how someone who had cancer feels after successful surgery now you know. Sorry for disturbing your Sunday afternoon. Love to all, hugs & normal service will resume tomorrow xx Miss Holly came to comfort me balance is slowly being restored
