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I seriously just had the worst week of my life. Barely able to function (I now know mostly due to stress related to what I'm about to talk about). As the symptoms compounded I became more and more stressed.
I promised myself that no matter what happened, I'd share the story regardless of how embarrassing or 'taboo' it may be.
Beginning of the week for whatever reason I decided to do a self check. Same exact principle as a woman would do when screening for breast cancer, except down bellow for us dudes.
Needless to say I found something, and it (life) pretty much went downhill from there. Up until that point I didn't really even know testicular cancer was a thing.
As a 21 year old male, I was right within the demographic. (Men aged 15-45) that are most prone to getting it. I didn't know this either.
So I immediately rang up my GP and was told he could only see me in 2 weeks. I like the guy a lot, but a 2 week wait for answers doesn't work for me.
Here's the timeline;
Sunday: Noticed the lump
Monday: Called doctor, he couldn't see me for 2 weeks, so I walked into a random clinic, paid cash, and basically got felt up by a woman I'd just met 30 seconds before.
I was then given a requisition for an ultrasound. I called up the diagnostic place, and they wanted to give me an appointment for June 10th because it was the closest to my house. Again, that shit didn't work for me. I was going to get answers now. So they found me a place within the city that could see me the next day.
Tuesday: Went for an ultrasound. Imagine an ultrasound that pregnant women get. Same exact thing, except on your balls. Not the most comfortable experience. The technician with the wand on your balls can't tell you what he/she sees on the screen for liability reasons.
Friday: Waiting in the waiting room for my results. Finally my turn to be called in. TOTALLY 100% BENIGN. I'm fine.
So within the span of 6 days I was able to get a conclusive answer by being proactive. Had I waited, I would still be waiting for at least 10 days just for the original consultation.
The entire experience was uncomfortable and embarrassing, but it was necessary to rule out anything 'ominous' (as my requisition stated).
If you notice ANY lumps or bumps get it checked immediately. Insist on an ultrasound. There's only a 4% chance it's actually malignant (tumor), but when caught early, testicular cancer is 95-100% curable. CURABLE. The longer you wait to get something checked out, the further it can spread and the worse the prognosis. Stage 3 is anywhere from 40%-70%+.
I'm a young guy. I know we tend to think we are invincible. If you find anything (even if it doesn't hurt, most tumors do not hurt), swallow your pride and get it checked out.
Odds are it's nothing serious, but if you put it off or think it will just go away, you may regret it.
It's not a sexy thing to talk about, but it's important.
Check your balls bros.
I promised myself that no matter what happened, I'd share the story regardless of how embarrassing or 'taboo' it may be.
Beginning of the week for whatever reason I decided to do a self check. Same exact principle as a woman would do when screening for breast cancer, except down bellow for us dudes.
Needless to say I found something, and it (life) pretty much went downhill from there. Up until that point I didn't really even know testicular cancer was a thing.
As a 21 year old male, I was right within the demographic. (Men aged 15-45) that are most prone to getting it. I didn't know this either.
So I immediately rang up my GP and was told he could only see me in 2 weeks. I like the guy a lot, but a 2 week wait for answers doesn't work for me.
Here's the timeline;
Sunday: Noticed the lump
Monday: Called doctor, he couldn't see me for 2 weeks, so I walked into a random clinic, paid cash, and basically got felt up by a woman I'd just met 30 seconds before.
I was then given a requisition for an ultrasound. I called up the diagnostic place, and they wanted to give me an appointment for June 10th because it was the closest to my house. Again, that shit didn't work for me. I was going to get answers now. So they found me a place within the city that could see me the next day.
Tuesday: Went for an ultrasound. Imagine an ultrasound that pregnant women get. Same exact thing, except on your balls. Not the most comfortable experience. The technician with the wand on your balls can't tell you what he/she sees on the screen for liability reasons.
Friday: Waiting in the waiting room for my results. Finally my turn to be called in. TOTALLY 100% BENIGN. I'm fine.
So within the span of 6 days I was able to get a conclusive answer by being proactive. Had I waited, I would still be waiting for at least 10 days just for the original consultation.
The entire experience was uncomfortable and embarrassing, but it was necessary to rule out anything 'ominous' (as my requisition stated).
If you notice ANY lumps or bumps get it checked immediately. Insist on an ultrasound. There's only a 4% chance it's actually malignant (tumor), but when caught early, testicular cancer is 95-100% curable. CURABLE. The longer you wait to get something checked out, the further it can spread and the worse the prognosis. Stage 3 is anywhere from 40%-70%+.
I'm a young guy. I know we tend to think we are invincible. If you find anything (even if it doesn't hurt, most tumors do not hurt), swallow your pride and get it checked out.
Odds are it's nothing serious, but if you put it off or think it will just go away, you may regret it.
It's not a sexy thing to talk about, but it's important.
Check your balls bros.
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