Posted on 03/01/2011 6:21:39 PM PST by Bean Counter
The winds of March are sneaking upon us like a shadow in the moonlight, ready to blow in Prostate Awareness Month at The Peoples cube. Everyone (if that is your real name) knows that we are the most progressive collective on the internet, that's why the starving masses come from all across globe just to feast on our haberdashery and awareness. Of course, none of us are more aware than our beloved Commissarka Pinkie, who raises more hind smacking awareness than Michelle Obama could ever dream of (but don't tell M.O.). So she has sent me forth on this mission to raise awareness on her behalf, while she is busy raising awareness about other halves. So let's get to the half we have to raise about.... Have you purchased your Prostate Awareness Bracelets™, comrades?
You know, I’m getting older, and I may go in for one of those new “digital” examinations. I didn’t want to get this done when they were just using a finger...
LOL! I used to hang out at the Russian River Brew Pub in Santa Rosa (before I moved) and every October they would auction off designer (designed by local residents) bras for “breast cancer awareness month”. All the regulars (being mostly guys, of course) wondered when they would have “prostate cancer awareness month” and auction off designer jock straps.
Fortunately for all concerned, that never happened.
Of course my (now) 15 year old daughter would roll her eyes whenever October rolled around and I would trot out my tired Dad line: “But EVERY month is breast awareness month.”
Her: (eye roll) Dad!
Ah, mammeries..
Another brother discovered his prostate cancer after our oldest brother was diagnosed. The doctor said don't worry, it's in the normal range. He was frightened by the other brother's diagnosis. Went to another doctor and had a biopsy- prostate was full of cancer, but luckily had not spread. If he had stayed with the first doctor's diagnosis, I could be having 2 brothers fighting a life and death battle.
My goal each year is to keep both feet flat on the ground. This year I realized the toes on my right foot were going up. He beat me this time, but there’s next year.
I told him one time he’d need to re-do the exam - he got my thyroid.
"Hey, why aren't you wearing a ribbon? Hey, Sedrick, this guy's not wearing a ribbon!"
SEDRICK" "Who! Who's not wearing the ribbon?!?!?!"
And, no, I do not consider a tie a “ribbon”.
Things guys have said after the test:
“Now I know what it feels like to be a muppet.”
“Would you please tell my wife you did not find my brain up there?”
Wow. You really spoke like that to your daughter? That’s creepy.
“You know, I?m getting older, and I may go in for one of those new ?digital? examinations. I didn?t want to get this done when they were just using a finger.”
That’s ignorant and you are spreading bs. PSA’s suck and DRE’s are the primary ways to detect this.
Just make sure you Dr doesn’t have have both hands on your shoulders and you’ll be ok..
Luckily men die of old age before this cancer kills. Except for the progressive cases..
I have annual PSA and DRE exams ..no big whoop especially when compared to my periodic colon exam
I was taking a whizz for the 20th time today. Did I miss something?
Uhm... You obviously don’t have a daughter. Once you have one, come back and talk to me.
“I was taking a whizz for the 20th time today. Did I miss something?”
Hopefully, not the toilet.
Speaking a male who is a breast cancer survivor, feel you boobs. You may be next.
Diabetes ??
I don’t think that was creepy at all, I think it was amusing and just like a dad and his daughter.
How about if the NFL dedicates a month where players have asterisks on the seat of their pants?
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