On November 26, 2012 I found out that I'm no Superman. I was diagnosed with prostate cancer, just one week after the birth of my third daughter. I've always been the guy who never gets sick, has always had perfect health, never even gets a cavity, and now there's this. This blog is my catalog of the experience and the road to normalcy.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Manic Monday
Monday wasn't a very good day. My wife was taking the kids to the Baltimore Aquarium and since my office is on the way, I decided to tag along and let them drop me off at the office for a while. All that did was to verify for me that I'm not yet ready to get back to the daily commute. I actually felt pretty good before getting into the car, but took a Vicodin for good measure. The ride was uncomfortable all the way down and once I got to the office it didn't get much better. Converting my desk to stand mode helped as standing was more comfortable than sitting, but by 2:00 I had to take another Vicodin. After that, I started to feel better again until it was time to leave and I climbed back into the car. My level of discomfort was pretty high by the time we got home and I doubled up on the Vicodin. Went to bed a little early and had no problem going to sleep and managed to sleep until the baby woke us up at 4:00. I am feeling better now, but lesson learned. It may be a while before I'm up for daily travel again.
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