It's now about 6 weeks since my op. Actually, I'm not doing too bad at all. Catheter was taken out, which wasn't nearly as awful an experience as I expected, in fact it was a doddle. I'm getting my urinary continence back, though it's not quite fully there yet and I'm still wearing pads. I still tire a bit quickly, but I am increasing the activity bit by bit.
I haven't had the pathology results of the removed prostate yet, so I don't know whether I'm currently clear of cancer or if I'm going to need further treatments, nor what those will be or what the implications / side-effects of those might be and what those might mean for my functioning as a member of society and a member of long-term relationship. My OH has been really supportive, but it does stress her out too.
That issue, together with having lost - at least for the time being - my erectile function and having lost - for good - due to lack of prostate and seminal vesicles, my ability to produce ejaculate, has kind of rattled me a bit emotionally and psychologically. And - like many people who face any type of cancer - coming to terms with (or perhaps having a reality check about) my profound lack of immortality is also rather unsettling.
However, currently I just wait to find out the ball-game I'm actually in. Once I know that, then I'll have some better idea how to play the ongoing game.