THIS POST IS EXTREMELY PERSONAL AND DESCRIPTIVELY GRAPHIC ABOUT URINARY HABITS
This post is extremely personal. I was originally posted back on Dec 13th, 2009 on my old blog, and since it’s been two years, I figured I’d re-post it in order to serve as another public service announcement.
In short, I was diagnosed with possibly having bladder cancer. I was 35 at the time, and I made jokes about having cancer, just to deflect from the fear. I literally scared myself, my wife, my family, and my friends because I was too much of a pussy to go to the doctor. I am reposting this for many reasons. First and foremost, bladder cancer kills. Second, don’t be a pussy like me, and avoid the doctor. The roller coaster of emotions that you put your spouse and best friends through will torment you for the rest of your life. I will never forgive myself for that.
Having said all that, here’s my story. Remember, this is from Dec of 2009, describing what happened to me in April/May of 09. Also, when I typed it up, I’ll guarantee I was sauced.