November 1, 2018 was the day my life was impacted in an unimaginable way I’ve still yet to encompass truly. I pride myself on the ability to take care of my family. As a result, I try to eat right and exercise to hopefully add years to my lifespan while offering myself and my family a better quality of life. For several months leading up to my diagnosis, I hadn’t found myself worried at all about whether or not I might have cancer.
My doctor discovered my PSA levels were extremely high during the prior summer, which began the process of me taking antibiotics for two months. She [my doctor] was anxious to see if my levels would come down. But when they didn’t drop my doctor elected to send me to Austin Urology. After undergoing a biopsy, I was informed that I had Stage 1 prostate cancer. I often tell people in many ways; I’m still stuck at that moment in time.
As we continue to age, I’m sure we all think about our last moments when we may take our last breath or hear some news that turns our world upside down. It was honestly shocking to me so much that I was unable to react in response for days. Not to say I was necessarily always down because, in several ways, I was the complete opposite. With my daughter’s sitting at my feet and my wife trying to hide behind my back so that she could cry enough tears for the both of us, it is a moment forever etched in my memory.