He tells me today that the urologist sent him home with meds for his prostate. I knew he was having issues with frequent urges and blood in the urine, but now he's telling me its been happening everyday. If the meds don't work he has go in for kidney biopsies and CAT scans. He needs to stop scaring the shit out of me. 2 years ago he had a possible cancerous bone spur on his shoulder, then shortly after that he fell and paralysed the right side of his face. My stress level is at an 11.
Damn, that's a lot of worrying. I'm sorry. I'm a total worry wart when it comes to both me and H (and David of course). Even minor stuff makes me a little crazy.
If it is anything, it's good it's getting checked out now so it can be addressed, even though it's probably nothing.