Journey from diagnosis, treatment & recovery

I'm from NY. Even as a teenage driver I hated waiting. In fact I wondered back then if I had to drive to my own execution, would I be in the left lane passing everyone I could to get there as quickly   as possible. The answer back then is the same answer I'd give now 41 years later. I'd not only be in the left lane, I'd be furious if a slow driver was delaying the trip to my execution. 

As a prostate cancer patient I've had more experience with waiting. Waiting for my PSA results, waiting for my appointment for a biopsy, waiting for the results, waiting to figure out what treatment option to chose.  

Then is was waiting for a surgery date, waiting in the hospital to go home,  then it was waiting for the catheter to be removed. Then waiting for my pathology report, waiting for the end of urinary incontinence to end, waiting for my 3 month PSA results, waiting for my nerve bundles to heal.

It's been all about waiting and more waiting. I waited a few weeks to get my appointment to learn how to inject. Now I'm waiting for the medication to arrive. 

Through all this waiting with prostate cancer,  I wish I could say I've developed patience, skill and wisdom to learn how to wait well.

If I said that I'd be lying. The truth is I hate ALL waiting. It doesn't matter why I'm waiting, I simply hate waiting. 

I'll write more about penile injections after I STOP WAITING,( and hating the waiting)  for my meds to arrive.