The Aftermath

Well, its the Monday after another heartbreaking Mets season.  EVen the great Johan Santana could not save the collapse of this team.  Playing the hapless Marlins again, the could not generate as much offense as a local high school team.  The pall of another team missing passion, persistency and spark fell over the closing of Shea Stadium like so many missed opportunities before.

Maybe it's good that the Wilpons have chosen to cast aside people like me who have held ticket packages for so many years.  (I had Saturday ticket packages for eight years.) Maybe this treatment as income streams no longer needed instead of as fans who bonded with and supported the team through (the rare) thick and (never-ending) thin lead to some of the east acceptance of yet another disappointment.  Most of the folks who sat by me in section 18 of the Mezzanine didn't buy the post-season option this year because they knew they were not valued by the Wilpons of Brooklyn. Wonder when I'll get my post-season ticket money back?

Kind of poetic that the primary stadium of my youth where I enjoyed Mayor's Trophy games with my dad and first saw baseball with my grandfather, where so may memories shared with friends and family were born, is being destroyed just as the organ of my youth and manhood, the organ which enabled my to help create my three amazing children has been removed.

Anyway, the Jets won and I am recovering quite well.  Was up and walking today.  Went outside for a walk around the neighborhood for about a half hour.  Great to move the limbs.  Starting to get better at managing the catheter rotation and had a nice chat with a neighbor about my docs.  He said next to lawyers, he trusted docs the least - sorry to my friends in the Legal community.

Had a chance to read more of Guide to Surviving Prostate Cancer, and am grateful for the ignorance I enjoyed before the operation.  On page 264 of the book, Dr Walsh says, "There's no getting around it, radical prostatectomy is a tricky operation, one of the most difficult in medicine.  There can be tremendous, at times life-threatening , blood loss."  Boy am I glad neither Cathy not I knew that before or during the operation!

The next hurdle is removal of the Foley catheter to see how much urinary control I have.  They say those who are continent immediately after the surgery are blessed.  I know my in-laws and friends are well-connected and praying hard, so hope the quality and volume of prayers is directly proportional to the blessings I have.  We'll know more Friday.