I can’t let today go by without an update for all you good people who were so supportive of both me and 3T in recent months. Yes, today is exactly two months since I went under the knife for my prostate cancer.

In the last month, I am happy to say, my physical condition has improved significantly, though a few problems linger that both 3T and I believe we’ll conquer too. My red cell count, cut in half by a knicked artery that kept me for 10 hours on the OR table, is back to normal. The surgical wounds are still not quite healed, but are getting there. My stamina and strength are largely back. The other counts show the cancer is gone.

The issues that remain are too embarassing and too personal to mention, but anyone who has had the surgery or studied it can probably guess. And anyone out there who is reading this and just now beginning to struggle with what to do about prostate cancer can just contact 3T and I’ll be happy to answer any questions.

But none of these problems, I believe, will be life-long. This has been a tremendous ordeal, as some of you know. And that’s the best part of this second month anniversary: For the last couple of weeks, my bride and I are living normal lives for the first time in months. There is no operation looming in our future and clouding our thoughts and conversations. We aren’t dealing with the host of issues that immediately followed my surgery.

Yes, I sometimes am haunted by certain aspects of that surgery, especially by the two weeks I struggled with a catheter. I don’t think that memory will ever go completely away, but as more time goes by, the less and less it ever comes up in my head.

I know I am a lucky person in more ways than one when it comes to this disease. Not everyone is that lucky with cancer in general or with prostate cancer in particular.  My prayers are with those who have been less fortunate. And they are also with 3T, without whose support I would never have endured this ordeal as well as I did.

Kevin