Well both biopsy and bone scan done. As you said Adrian it was a long day. It stated at 9.15 with the biopsy. Pleasant chap taking the pre-biopsy chat and information on the procedure. He said you'll be having a TRUSS biopsy done by yours truly and his little female assistant. Now I was expecting a TP as confirmed in an email but somehow (not unusual with NHS) wires were crossed. He said if I really wanted a TP I would have return a couple of weeks later. I said lets just get on with it. Apparently it's called a "LIzz" in his department, LIZZ TRUSS. Well he thought it was funny. I suppose I did too, although I did say please don't balls it up like she did.
One interesting piece of info I gleaned from the chat was I he noted down T2b from my MRI results which I hadn't be aware of before.
AS most of us know T2b is generally described as located in just one lobe. I think the B means more than half. My prostate was around normal size so the nodule area would likely take up more than half. Also usually CONTAINED which is great news if correct.
So into the side cubicle. Little nurse (who thought I was Mr. Gifford) said drop your pants and joggers, not necessary in that order? Keep your top and socks on if you like!!.
Lay on the left side, legs up to chest and as she said BUM to the edge of the bed. She said that bit more the once.
So out of nowhere the secretary come Consultant appeared with a prod and staple gun brandised in the air like John Wayne.. I'll be taking around 12 cores from the suspicious area and should done in a few minutes, He was right 8 minutes I counted. Virtually painless. Just a couple of pricks. Mentally thinking of ANT and DEC at that point. Got dressed (pants 1st then joggers) and the consultant had resumed is position behind his desk and proudly showed me 2 pots which contained small parts of body which had been with me for 75 years. Forgot to say I had one tablet before the procedure and another to be taken at 9pm.
Now a 5 hour plus wait for the Bone scan with a radio active injection at 11.30. I got the fright of my life in the gents toilet as the lighting was like Ultra Violet. I thought it was ME... I had to check the disabled toilet which thankfully was normal white light.
Anyway it was around 2pm and I had consumed around 2 and a half ltrs. of water and had no urge to pee. But to me relief just before my Scan I started I started to produce urine and very quickly a couple more toilet visit before the Scan. The scan was dead easy although I had an annoying itch inside my hooter and obviously could'nt move to scratch it. I was also needing to wee again. However 30 mins later I was saying Bye Bye to what looked like the command centre of NASA. Computer screens everywhere and nurses wandering around looking at the info on the screens. Bit like my local GP who seems to be more interested in the PC screen rather than me the patient. Strange Days Indeed as John Lennon sang on Double Fantasty..
By this time the Sun was setting through the Scotch Mist and we decided to head home to the comfort of our own home and bed. 49 quid down the drained but hey hoo its only money. Just to finish I was up around 8 times during the night with the urge to pee so I suppose it was a small price to pay for a lovely day out at Aberdeen Royal,
Many thanks for the two replies.. Love and Peace Dave...