not a design flaw. i believe its environmentally caused from pollutants in the air and/or water. Certain geographical locations have a much higher incidents of prostate disease.
Unrelated but you bring up a great point (and I too am so sorry, Kay-el and SO happy Susan beat hers at a time when it was much more difficult!, but I digress, as usual)...back in 1995 and out of the Blue I developed Graves Disease. First in my family, ONLY one ever. I live on Long Island where we have this enormous 'landfill' composed of our garbage. It leached (still leaches?) into our previously pristine ground water. I did the tiny bit of research available at the time ('twasn't much to be found then), suffered through having to have my thyroid irradiated, and have lived on Synthroid ever since. No one told me one month TO THE DAY later that my eyes would suddenly go wonky, bulging and painful while we were in our vehicle on the way to Disney World (and taking my sister as a treat). Yup, same sister who's been pretty rotten for most of my life. She lived in the DC area then so we stopped there, loaded up her gear then continued on. Oh, for the first LI to Md leg we had a QUEEN-sized mattress to give her atop our Mini-van with me hanging onto the tie-down straps out my window 'just in case' I could warn hubby if it loosened. AWFUL trip. Had to fake feeling 'ok' until back home where an eye specialist off-handedly declared my eye issues 'part of the deal' and yet another thing I'd have to live with. Seems no one really knew too much about Thyroid Eye disease back then so didn't bother giving me any warning. Besides being utterly infuriating, they also had 'no idea' what could possibly lie behind despite MY research into the probable Environmental causes since there was a rash of mostly women developing thyroid disease on Long Island no one considered 'unusual'. Only in the last several years has 'TED' (with new meds, of course) been talked about. At the time I was mansplained to 'live with' the double vision, severe eye pain, and intense sensitivity to light as well as headaches (on top of my 'normal' migraines - oh joy). The sole alternative was A surgery which required penetrating the palate (the PALATE!) to access the orbital sockets to 'enlarge them' (I will not elaborate on exactly what they use or do TO 'enlarge one's eye sockets!) to allow the swelling of the eyeballs more room to, I suppose, continue swelling? My husband has a phobia about eyes. More joy. No explanation, he simply cannot look into, talk about or even see photos of eyes. (To this day I doubt he has the slightest idea what colour mine are). Possibly related to his wartime PTSD? I have no idea. When I explained this possible solution to my eye pain and vision issues he doubled over, practically screaming at the thought of having to visit me or even DEAL WITH me in the aftermath. So, that was out. I've 'managed' for 30 years, now. Time sure does pass when you're having fun, I tell ya, sometimes, it makes me want to scream - but I just tack it on to everything else that's gone 'wrong' with me and figure it's not all that bad. 'Could be worse' has become my personal motto. LOL.
That is a lot. You are strong Elizabeth, and you made your comment very funny in places despite the heartbreaking reality.
All the men I got to know well made the absolute worst nurses. And they made bad patients too. There must be many exceptions out there, I just haven’t found one.
Many men, my late husband for one, think they are indestructible, my husband had a blood clot in his leg and refused to believe me that he had to be seen by a doctor , he finally went to an urgent care never mentioning that a blood clot was suspected . He left the doctors office and died in the parking lot.
OMG I'm so sorry! My husband is 'kind of 'similar. While he does enjoy the babying when he's IN the Hospital and doesn't mind talking all about his prostate to our young-ish female family doctor (which surprises me), BUT doesn't want to hear anything about possible blood clots either (and he IS at risk post his femur fracture since he already had a stent in that leg). I suspect it's a fear of someone else taking what they perceive as their control away? That idea of loss of autonomy seems so alien to so many men.
Thank you, I mention it because I want others to learn something from it. Believe me, the other men in my family sadly learned from it. At least they are more cautious about their health now.
Every male on this planet would eventually die of prostate cancer, if some other malady didn’t find them being measured for the dirt nap!!
Very bad design flaw on God’s part. Every male suffers from a bad prostate eventually if they live long enough.
Should have spent a little more time on it.
We weren't supposed to live this long. We've voided our warranty.
not a design flaw. i believe its environmentally caused from pollutants in the air and/or water. Certain geographical locations have a much higher incidents of prostate disease.
Unrelated but you bring up a great point (and I too am so sorry, Kay-el and SO happy Susan beat hers at a time when it was much more difficult!, but I digress, as usual)...back in 1995 and out of the Blue I developed Graves Disease. First in my family, ONLY one ever. I live on Long Island where we have this enormous 'landfill' composed of our garbage. It leached (still leaches?) into our previously pristine ground water. I did the tiny bit of research available at the time ('twasn't much to be found then), suffered through having to have my thyroid irradiated, and have lived on Synthroid ever since. No one told me one month TO THE DAY later that my eyes would suddenly go wonky, bulging and painful while we were in our vehicle on the way to Disney World (and taking my sister as a treat). Yup, same sister who's been pretty rotten for most of my life. She lived in the DC area then so we stopped there, loaded up her gear then continued on. Oh, for the first LI to Md leg we had a QUEEN-sized mattress to give her atop our Mini-van with me hanging onto the tie-down straps out my window 'just in case' I could warn hubby if it loosened. AWFUL trip. Had to fake feeling 'ok' until back home where an eye specialist off-handedly declared my eye issues 'part of the deal' and yet another thing I'd have to live with. Seems no one really knew too much about Thyroid Eye disease back then so didn't bother giving me any warning. Besides being utterly infuriating, they also had 'no idea' what could possibly lie behind despite MY research into the probable Environmental causes since there was a rash of mostly women developing thyroid disease on Long Island no one considered 'unusual'. Only in the last several years has 'TED' (with new meds, of course) been talked about. At the time I was mansplained to 'live with' the double vision, severe eye pain, and intense sensitivity to light as well as headaches (on top of my 'normal' migraines - oh joy). The sole alternative was A surgery which required penetrating the palate (the PALATE!) to access the orbital sockets to 'enlarge them' (I will not elaborate on exactly what they use or do TO 'enlarge one's eye sockets!) to allow the swelling of the eyeballs more room to, I suppose, continue swelling? My husband has a phobia about eyes. More joy. No explanation, he simply cannot look into, talk about or even see photos of eyes. (To this day I doubt he has the slightest idea what colour mine are). Possibly related to his wartime PTSD? I have no idea. When I explained this possible solution to my eye pain and vision issues he doubled over, practically screaming at the thought of having to visit me or even DEAL WITH me in the aftermath. So, that was out. I've 'managed' for 30 years, now. Time sure does pass when you're having fun, I tell ya, sometimes, it makes me want to scream - but I just tack it on to everything else that's gone 'wrong' with me and figure it's not all that bad. 'Could be worse' has become my personal motto. LOL.
That is a lot. You are strong Elizabeth, and you made your comment very funny in places despite the heartbreaking reality.
All the men I got to know well made the absolute worst nurses. And they made bad patients too. There must be many exceptions out there, I just haven’t found one.
HA HA ! !
Many men, my late husband for one, think they are indestructible, my husband had a blood clot in his leg and refused to believe me that he had to be seen by a doctor , he finally went to an urgent care never mentioning that a blood clot was suspected . He left the doctors office and died in the parking lot.
OMG I'm so sorry! My husband is 'kind of 'similar. While he does enjoy the babying when he's IN the Hospital and doesn't mind talking all about his prostate to our young-ish female family doctor (which surprises me), BUT doesn't want to hear anything about possible blood clots either (and he IS at risk post his femur fracture since he already had a stent in that leg). I suspect it's a fear of someone else taking what they perceive as their control away? That idea of loss of autonomy seems so alien to so many men.
Thank you, I mention it because I want others to learn something from it. Believe me, the other men in my family sadly learned from it. At least they are more cautious about their health now.