Trouble With Waterworks!

My sympathies.Although you allude to it in your finishing sentence I think the chit chat surgery collective may need a tad more information regarding your symptoms AP.

They won't let you go until you've peed - it's like peeing razor blades.

I've had a cystoscopy done without general anaesthetic, just some gel shoved down my japs eye before the scope.

I was in horrible pain and discomfort for about 10 minutes and wouldnt wish it on my worst enemy.

And after the procedure was done, they told me they didn't find anything wrong with me.

After all the pain I experienced, I wished they did.

I hope your experience is better than mine Aunty.

You know that saying - you have nothing to fear but fear itself?

Well that's a right load of bollox that is.

AP - as stated above what are ur symptoms?  Depending on those, that will will drive what tests u need.  u could have frequent urination, weak flow, difficult starting, frequent visits in the middle of the night to the loo, passing blood,  PSA is above average, etc.  All these factors will drive the tests u need

Nothing to worry about as long as you don't panic.

or f@rt.

GL Aunty

Well, it's past midnight and the unquiet dead/not-quite dead are around.

Scientifically speaking I've read vast quantities of reports about prostate cancer. What sticks most is that medical intervention is statistically a bad idea. Surgery often leads to incontinence/impotence. Most prostate cancers are so slow-growing you'll be dead before they bugger you.

Remember tonsillectomies? God, they were fashionable - ripped out left, right and centre. To no great effect.

I'm a monstrous pervert aka, but I think I may give that one a miss.

Just for the record, the problem became apparent about six weeks ago.

I realised that the urge to pee came on rapidly, and to the point that I had to make a dash for the bathroom.

Fortunately it has never happened when I was out and about.

I always sit down at home, as it is civilised and, having made the dash, it was pretty much a none event with a stop start situation!

I was asked to produce a sample and for this I needed to stand.

What became obvious was a much more constant flow, and my lady doctor thought that she could feel the prostate perhaps swollen,
so that when seated it would compress and weaken/interrupt the flow.

As for needing to go often, I don't think this is the case, even though I do drink a fair amount.

As for during the night, I will often wake a couple of times, and have a drink, and go to the bathroom, just to avoid needing to go later.

Also I am feeling that things are getting back to normal, day by day, and I'm wondering if I may just have had an infection,
although my doctor didn't pick up on that!

Will report back tomorrow afternoon with an update, and thanks all for your concern.....

How old are you AP ?
Doctor told me, that when you reach c60, your prostate gets bigger  and presses on the bladder thus making you want to lee more often. And making you get up a couple of times in te night.
All perfectly normal, and not a sign of cancer.

Do you have annual blood test for levels of PSA. ? If so, have they increased significantly ?
If you don't have this test, I suggest you do. It's a good measure in indicating if there's an issue.

Diabetes or an enlarged prostrate can be two causes. I got checked for both as I kept waking up at night wanting to pee. Turned out to be sleep apnea where I'd stop breathing I'd wake up and my brain kept saying its morning. Sleep with a breathing contraption and now I sleep sound as a pound

OPERATION
I had a TURP operation at the end of 2012 at age 62.
It reduces the size of your prostate.
For a few years before that I was having trouble.
I had a frequent urge to urinate, then passing very small amounts.
The prostate was large, and preventing the urethra (pee pipe) opening.
One feature was getting up to urinate about 6/8 times a night.
I was out on my feet for months from lack of sleep, almost unable to function.
When my bet on Solemia at 75s in the 2012 Arc came in I was fast asleep at 16:30 in the afternoon.

My mother is in a nursing home about 50 kms away.
When I was going to visit her (usually at 14:00) I would have nothing to eat or drink that day.
I needed to go to the toilet before the drive to the nursing home, and when I arrived, and before I set off on the return journey, and when I got home.

Another problem was the urge to pee was almost constant.
I had a prostate biopsy at the start of 2012 about a year before the TURP operation.
They gave me pills to slow the urge to pee.
A benefit was it improved my live poker results (didn’t need to leave the table every ten minutes).
But the pills were no longer enough to mask the problem.
I had the flow tests mentioned above.  The results convinced them I needed the operation.

Every six months since I have a blood test to check my PSA.  The next one is at the end of this month.

SEPSIS
Because I was returning high PSA numbers they said I needed a prostate biopsy to check for cancer.
I had a prostate biopsy in November 2015 that almost killed me.
They take 12 samples from the prostate through the back passage.
That night I felt I had flu symptoms.  That got worse, fever, sweating, falling down, unbalanced, confusion.
I took the pills they gave me.  It took me 15 minutes to go downstairs for water.
It took me about three hours to eat a banana.
I was unable to lift the duvet to get out of bed.

Next thing I knew it was the middle of the following night about 3 am.
I knew I had to get to hospital but was afraid to leave the house in the dark in case I fell.
It took half an hour to change the sheets on the bed.  I had to lie down three times, very high heart rate, laboured breathing.
I live alone, and didn’t have a phone.
At midday the next day I had a bath and found large purple/black patches on my hip and below my knee.
I was afraid of drowning, and my balance was nil.  I let the water out before trying to get out of the bath.

There is a primary school near my house.
I waited until after school lunchhour to set out for hospital.  I didn’t want to frighten the children.
My legs muscles were stiff/locked and my right leg was dragging.
Going down the footpath I was close to the wall in case I was going to fall.
It was 700 yards to the taxi rank.
After 200 yards I got to the main road but couldn’t go further, heart rate sky high.
I was hanging on to the wall when I saw a taxi and waved at it.
He stopped 20 yards past me.  I got to the back of the taxi and worked my way along the side of it.
I couldn’t pull the door open.  He opened it, looked at me, and asked me had I had a heart attack.
At the accident and emergency dept I waited half an hour before assessment.
In that half hour I started to shake uncontrollably, arms, legs, body, but was told to wait my turn.
I was in hospital for seven days.  One permanent result is eye problems, about 15 black floaters in my vision.
I had SEPSIS (they never said what it was) and about a 25% chance of death when I got to A&E (my research).

I’m putting this up here to alert others.

Thanks posy....yes I will be speaking to her in the morning.
We have a good relationship that goes back to 1986, when we were both young....LOL

kincsem.....reading things, like here, makes you realise how fortunate others can be, with conditions that are quite trivial in comparison!

I want a supply of the drugs they gave me
The "stop the urge to pee" pills .... I cashed five live poker tournaments in a row.

The drugs the gave me in hospital gave me hallucinations.
I didn't sleep for about four days.  With my eyes open I was ok.
When I closed my eyes I had visions.

Looking down on a conifer forest on a hill from a few hundred feet I see a man with long hair and beard made from conifers.  He is the same height of the trees, and his hair and beard flowing in the wind.  He walks through the trees.
I see another forest like the one above.  The trees turn to deer who run down the hill, and at the bottom of the hill they become birds and take off in a giant flock.
Thousands of arrows shoot out of the ground and fly around in the air never landing.
A large navy blue lake full of sawmill logs that are speeding around at about twenty times normal rate.
From above I see thousands of people waking along a road.  I think it is an army, then as I come down closer I think it might be refugees.
Lower still I see men, women, children in medieval peasant clothes talking and laughing as if they are going to a festival or market.

This went on for days.  the nurses said why don't you close your eyes and try to sleep.  I couldn't.  It was like a continuous film of bizarre events.
When I mention it to one of the younger doctors he said one was the drugs was a "jungle juice".

I had a Flexible Cystoscopy not so long ago. When i wazzed in the bucket for the Flow Rate Test the bleddy brains of the contraption printed out my result 1 second after i had just started

After that they had me drinking like a fish, but i just couldn't go again . In the end the specialist agreed with me that my flow rate was fine when i told him i can still "hose" those smelly blocks at a rate of knots along the trough in a public toilet

This is the order of things on the day at the hospital when i went for my Flexible Cystoscopy..

(1) waz a test sample, wait for them to check it, if they find any infection they won't go any further on the day (that is what i was told on the day).

(2) Get changed into the hospital pyjama bottoms

(3) Get called into the room with the specialist, a nurse and someone who just stands at the bottom of the treatment table watching things.

(4) Specialist lubes up a gloved hand and tries to shove you off the treatment table whilst checking your Prostate.

(5) Specialist then injects a bit of anaesthetic gel down the end of your little chap.

(6) Specialist then shoves the Cystoscope down the end of your little chap, the nurse then starts to squeeze a bag of saline type solution to fill your bladder up, when it is full the specialist will check the inside of your bladder and the nurse will ask you if you want to look at the monitor.

(7) Go to another room for the Ultrasound scan of your Kidneys, Bladder etc.

(8) Go to another room for the waz flow rate test.

(9) Quick chat with the specialist regarding his/her findings.

(10) Done. 


One tip for you, don't jump on the treatment table with gusto like i did. The front of the hospital pyjama bottoms are wide open........i can still see the woman standing at the bottom of the table, her face when my balls were airborne, deary me

This getting old lark ain't no fun

Don't worry about a stiffy with all those lovely nurses, it will shrivel to the size of a peanut. Had a female good looking doc check mine when I was 18 at the height of my virility and it went to the size of a chipolata

Good luck AP, hope all goes well.

My dad had wee problems for a long, long  time. 

He constantly needed to go and when he had to go he had to go immediately.  The doctors and hospitals did nothing that made any difference.  He was also diagnosed with lung cancer at a very early stage about twenty years before he died and was advised that he needed to nothing about it as he would probably die from something else, which he did.  He died from sepsis in a hospital where he was taken from a nursing home. 

My dad attended about five nursing homes and none of them were very good, only okay.  The last one where he was when he contracted sepsis was a BUPA home and again not very good.  He might have survived if the sepsis had been noticed earlier.

My experience with nursing homes  is that you are better off at home having someone to live with you, maybe a cutie who would look after you in exchange for the rent!