This is the second post in my personal journey through prostate cancer. This will be an intensely personal post. There is no delicate way to describe what took place during the prostate biopsy. . . . “doesn’t hurt much” and “not so bad” only seemed to mock me. Despite the vast amount of information I had accumulated over the previous ten days, I am wading deep into the unknown, nearly drowning in a mix of fear and anxiety. As I drove the thirty minutes to the office I’m thinking about the needles.

This is the first post in my personal journey through prostate cancer. This afternoon I will be heading over to my doctor’s office to have a transrectal ultrasound-guided prostate biopsy. This test will be used to determine whether my elevated PSA blood test results are indicative of prostate cancer or infection or something else altogether.