Hi all, I was diagnose with PC in March. I'm lucky that it was found early and I am able to go onto active surveillance and delay any treatment for a while.
I was told about the Prostate Cancer UK website and have found some really useful information on there. The forums are also a great source of info and indeed comfort.
I have decided to take part in the March for Men in Manchester and in order to help my fundraising effort thought I'd write a short poem to post up with my sponsor sheet. It seems to be fairly successful so far.
I thought it may raise a smile among some of the members here so here it is:
They told me I've got cancer, they said its up me bum.
A thing they call the prostate gland that regulates your cum.
They say its not too serious and that they've got a cure
and I can trust the NHS of that I'm very sure.
They said they'd use a radio to make the cancer fail, I've tried both radio 1 and 2 but all to no avail.
I think they've got a special set that plays in different ways, they must be a clever lot these hospital djs.
Or maybe Brachytherapy's a better thing to try, they stick atomic seeds up there to make the cancer fry.
It sounds a bit adventurous and really quite a lark.
I always knew my farts were bad but now they'll glow in't dark!
So I'm gonna have my treatment and though it might take time
I know that at the end of it I'm gonna be just fine.
So if you're able, give a quid - send cancer on its way,
Donate whatever you can spare to Prostate Cancer UK.
Hope you like it and it doesn't offend anyone.