It's been an interesting week.
The fatigue is gone, the nausea is gone, and the other symptoms seem to each have their 'special day'. One day, I'll have a restricted urinary flow, the next . . . well, there's an analogy about a race horse in there somewhere. Use your imagination.
It's interesting. In a clinical sort of way.
The other side effects come and go. None of them are incapacitating. Just irritating. Well, and sometimes painful.
I'm also getting that feeling of 'sitting on a golf ball' that some patients have reported. That's okay, I don't like hard chairs. :)
I am very much looking forward to the next couple of months and slowly returning back to 'normal'. Whatever that is.
I had an appointment with my endocrinologist the other day. (For an unrelated condition - a Prolacinoma) I did not take the hormone therapy because this lovely little nugget I have in my noggin suppresses testosterone. I had been on bi-monthly injections until the diagnosis in April. Anyway, we were discussing when I could start the testosterone again because honestly - the side effects from the brachytherapy are irritating, but the lack of testosterone permeates every part of my life. It's kind of a double whammy.
It's not looking like he will be willing to start the treatments any time in the near future.
That sucks.
