I had another doctor appointment on Friday. It was another endoscopy at the urologist's office. I won't go into detail about the procedure itself in the interest of propriety and modesty -- not mine -- yours.But it isn't very hard to guess what it might be.
For reasons unknown there was a delay and I ran out of things to do pretty quickly. I didn't have my Kindle 2 but thought it would be nice if I did. Then I remembered the iPhone app.
I downloaded it and within a few seconds was reading one of my books on my iPhone.
I thought it really worked well. The screen is not bad at all for reading and you just change pages with a flip action of your finger on the iPhone screen. My delay was about 90 minutes so I was really glad to have it and I enjoyed reading a new Jonathan Kellerman book, True Detectives.
The nurse apologized profusely when she finally called me back. Apparently they "forgot" me somehow. Maybe it was me subconsciously hoping they would forget me forever and not perform the procedure. I was already wondering if my mind had exaggerated my symptoms and maybe I just needed to cancel this whole deal.
I wasn't looking forward to this but I needed to know the problem and this was how to find out. When I told my brother I was having it he said to run the other way or at least to try to get them to put me under. He had the same thing a couple of years ago. But the doctor had assured me it wasn't that bad.
It is a little embarrassing I suppose for some men, especially with a female nurse. My caregiving career seems to have permanently altered my sense of modesty as in I apparently haven't any left. When I have to wait I fall into caregiving waiting mode, too.
When the doctor came in he was so very apologetic. I told him caregiving had taught me that I did not control the world. I think he may still harbor the opposite idea. Maybe as a doctor he does but apparently with significant limitation in my case.
I got all ready for the procedure in the exam room. The nurse applied some deadening gel. The doctor was rather "far along" when he said that the machine was broken and he couldn't tell anything.
So then we moved to another room and did everything over -- from the beginning -- and I do mean everything.
The results were conclusive though and he gave me some medicine to try for a few days.
I don't think I can take this medicine though because I have every side affect listed on the patient information sheet. I plan to persevere at least through Sunday though.
In the meantime I am happy to report the Amazon Kindle iPhone application is 5 star in my opinion.
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That's cool that you can get books on your iphone too but I am more interested in the results of the endoscopy. What do you mean the results were conclusive? Diagnosis please.
That would be conclusive for benign prostatic hyperplasia (BPH). One of those things men of my age commonly encounter.
But my symptoms made the medical profession suspicious that it might have been something else. So they had to have a little look-see. And sure enough the old prostate was the culprit.
So now we are trying to shrink it.
Thanks for asking.
I sat for hours in the ER with granddaughter this week. The batteries on my phone were getting low, but I had my trusty journal, so I wrote and wrote. Terry, I did not even realize how much I wanted one of those new book like critters (or even the smaller version) until you brought up the subject. Lucky you!
I don't have a Kindle, but I use the iPhone Kindle app and really like it. It's nice to know that I can carry everything I need in one small package, my phone. And the books are easy to read.
I hope your tests turn out OK. I'm keeping you in my thoughts.
I hope you start feeling better soon. My dad had trouble with his prostrate and had to take meds for it.
Take care and keep us up to date on things. You are being thought of.
Oh Flinty! I hope that they are able to find the right medication for you and soon! Sometimes I feel that the side effects of certain medications are there to make you wish you'd been diagnosed with the side effects instead of the illness - As my Dad used to say, "the cure is worse than the cause".
Hope you are feeling better!
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