D-Day arrives August 6th for IG/IMRT. Two very kind and empathetic technicians attend to my placement on the treatment bed. Lasers aligned, they leave the room and this giant green machine (which I had not previously met) begins whirring and gyrating about my torso with beeps and clunks. I sense that this is not a late-model linear accelerator. After ten minutes of lying very still and trying to appreciate the country music being piped into the room, the attendants return full of compliments about the fullness of my bladder and emptiness of my rectum. I guess they can see all my innards on their screens as the machine goes about its business. Afterward, I have this odd warmth in my gut. I decide that it could be the barrigel spacer heating up after absorbing some photon energy.
After day two, arriving home, I find I can barely pee. I make it through the night and report the issue with some alarm at the next RT session. The nurse reports this to my RO who calls me upon my return home. She says that much inflammation of the urethra after two treatments is unusual. She has ordered a prescription for tamsulosin (Flomax) which I retrieve asap. Three hours later my urethra begins to function again. My concerns about damage to the urethra from RT are being validated. I'm beginning to question whether I can complete the 28 RT sessions prescribed. If the Flomax becomes inadequate to deal with the inflammation, what's next?
I'm on day 8, 20 more to go. I'll be checking in with my RO later today about how bad this might become for my urethra. Right now, today's treatment is delayed because the contractor installing the NEW linear accelerator has accidentally cut power to the hospital. (A timely call from one of the technicians saved me from a needless 90 minute drive.)
Pill wise, I'm still on the daily Orgovyx, have added blood pressure meds (a game changer), and Flomax. PSA in June: 0.71 and T: 25; August: 0.87 and T: 22. (RO said not to be concerned about the uptick in PSA, but somewhere under her breath I thought I heard her mention that my MO might want to add abiraterone to the mix.)
There you go, some real-time updates on my experiences and progress in battling PCa.