Two weeks on from Brachytherapy - how am I doing?

It's been a bizarre couple of weeks. Gloria took the week after my operation working from home, with the expectation that I would be too feak and weeble to look after myself. As mentioned previously, I was a bit groggy from the anaesthetic and sore from the needles, but that was it.

The second week has found me hale and hearty, with a good appetite, keen to go on long walks, no fatigue. I had one night when I was up twice in the night - too much water the evening before, methinks! Waterworks are a little slower and I'm giving them time - seem to be spending a lot of time on Twitter, on the loo. That stratagem seems to work OK and I've not been caught short. Mind you, the beach side walks are peppered with public loos so there's unlikely to be a problem round here.

Other than that, everything seems to be functioning as it should. And I mean everything.

Yes, we have ventured tentatively down that particular road and it was, well, interesting shall we say? A certain lady needs a medal for patience, but all systems nominal, captain. The thing to be aware of is that your "output" will be bloody and not at all pleasant for your partner - if you have had a prostate biopsy, you'll know all about that. Therefore, wearing protection is strongly advised, not least because you might pop a radioactive pellet and you don't want your partner glow-in-the-dark as well.

The other minor development is that my Twitter correspondent, Neil (to whom many thanks for some great insights to what the future holds) has said that he's not given up alcohol as a result of having his brachytherapy. Does this mean that I can have a drink? Mulling that one over at the moment.

I've received the appointment to see the clinical oncologist for a review - it was booked for a date before I would have had a follow-up CT scan, therefore I moved the oncologist review to a week later.

So, little to report, which is a great thing. I'm pleased with progress and two of my six weeks have already ticked by on the journey to the "peak" activity of the radioactive medium after the operation. If anything is going to get worse, then it will no doubt show up during that period. Meanwhile, Gloria has decided enough is enough and has foxtrot-oscar-ed back to work. So here I am, all on my lonesome, reading, writing, working and watching the snow!

Pop back soon to see the next update.