{"id":66172,"date":"2023-08-27T04:03:25","date_gmt":"2023-08-27T04:03:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordcelnews.com\/?p=66172"},"modified":"2023-08-27T04:03:25","modified_gmt":"2023-08-27T04:03:25","slug":"jenni-murray-join-fight-for-prostate-cancer-checks-chaps","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordcelnews.com\/lifestyle\/jenni-murray-join-fight-for-prostate-cancer-checks-chaps\/","title":{"rendered":"JENNI MURRAY: Join fight for prostate cancer checks, chaps"},"content":{"rendered":"
When I was all of eight years old, in 1958, my beloved grandfather, Walter Jones, then in his early 60s, was admitted to Beckett Hospital in Barnsley and an atmosphere of fear and gloom descended across the family.<\/p>\n
No one told me what the matter was but I knew instinctively it was something serious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I missed him terribly while he was away and wasn\u2019t allowed to visit him. Little girls were not permitted on men\u2019s wards, where absolute privacy was guaranteed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I only recall my dad lifting me up to the window of his ward so I could wave to him and be reassured he\u2019d survived an operation and would soon be coming home.<\/p>\n
It was only from diligent earwigging on muted conversations that I learnt the word \u2018prostrate\u2019.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Grandpa had had trouble with his, apparently, but a young, very modern doctor had reassured them that the surgery had gone well and a full recovery was expected. I recall hearing the words \u2018caught early\u2019 but the \u2018C\u2019 word was never mentioned.<\/p>\n
At least not in my hearing.<\/p>\n
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We have never been as open about this men\u2019s cancer as we have about the female ones (stock image)<\/p>\n
I was in my teens when biology lessons in high school introduced us to the uniquely male and correctly pronounced \u2018prostate\u2019 gland and its primary function in nourishing and transporting sperm. Grandpa had had prostate cancer, diagnosed surprisingly early by that young oncologist, and he lived \u2014 to my great relief \u2014 until his early 80s.<\/p>\n
We have never been as open about this men\u2019s cancer as we have about the female ones.<\/p>\n
While I remember my mother and her friends whispering behind their hands about a pal who\u2019d been diagnosed with \u2018C\u2019 \u2014 the word breast was never to be spoken \u2014 for my generation of second-wave feminists, such coyness was unacceptable.<\/p>\n
We would speak the words and demand that attention be paid to the diseases that were killing too many of us far too soon.<\/p>\n
Screening for breast and cervical cancer would enable early detection and treatment.<\/p>\n
I have no doubt the steady rise in the number of women gaining political power in my youth contributed hugely to these issues gaining prominence.<\/p>\n
Health Secretaries Barbara Castle, Virginia Bottomley and Patricia Hewitt were unafraid to put the concerns of other women to the forefront \u2014 and tough enough to argue for public spending on the many occasions when it was said that mammograms or cervical smears were too expensive to be offered regularly to vast numbers of women.<\/p>\n
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Why has there been no similar screening programme? Why have so many men died unnecessarily? (stock image)<\/p>\n
The late 1980s saw these screening programmes established. Since then, thousands of lives have been saved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So why has a similar amount of effort not been put into men\u2019s health? Why has there been no similar screening programme? Why have so many men died unnecessarily?<\/p>\n
No woman, to my knowledge, has ever been anything other than afraid when she has turned up for testing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It\u2019s not only death we fear, but the impact on the bodies we so value and would prefer to remain unmutilated. Yet fear of the surgeon\u2019s knife has not discouraged us from presenting ourselves for treatment.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s embarrassing and damaging, but a flat, one-sided chest is infinitely preferable to the alternative \u2014 physical perfection 6ft under. I speak from heartfelt personal experience.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve worried for a long time that men\u2019s fear of losing their potency may have held things back in terms of scientific research and campaigning about prostate cancer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that as a result, we have lost thousands of beloved grandfathers, fathers, brothers and sons who could have been saved if prostate cancer and its treatment had not raised the fear of no longer being able to get it up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It has been brave and admirable for this newspaper to launch the first campaign I can recall demanding that we \u2018End Needless Prostate Deaths\u2019.<\/p>\n
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In later life, one man in eight will develop prostate cancer. Early diagnosis is crucial to reducing the UK\u2019s mortality rates<\/p>\n
Its renewed aims could not have been more timely, as we\u2019ve learnt this week that a simple MRI scan picks up twice as many prostate cancer cases as the existing prostate specific antigen, or PSA, blood test.<\/p>\n
In later life, one man in eight will develop prostate cancer. Early diagnosis is crucial to reducing the UK\u2019s mortality rates. Survival rates are close to 100 per cent if it is caught early, as my lucky grandfather discovered.<\/p>\n
We have had MRI (magnetic resonance imaging) technology since 1980, so there is no need to wait a decade for a national screening programme to be introduced, given the encouraging results of this latest trial.<\/p>\n
All that\u2019s needed is more powerful campaigning, less fussing about the treatment\u2019s possible effects on the erection and some strong blokes in Parliament with the political will to make screening happen now.<\/p>\n
By the way, the MRI trials were led by Professor Caroline Moore.<\/p>\n
I guess it took a woman to get the job done.<\/p>\n
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Pammy, love, mowing a lawn in stilettos? Good luck with that, darlin\u2019!<\/p>\n
Pamela Anderson is every bit as lovely in her 50s as she was in her heyday, back when she starred in the Baywatch TV series. But Pammy, love, mowing a lawn in stilettos? Good luck with that, darlin\u2019!<\/p>\n
I need no lessons in how to \u2018talk Yorkshire\u2019 but I\u2019m glad a dialect course is to be launched in Keighley. Such riches must not be lost. I\u2019ll never forget standing in front of the mirror, doing my hair at my grandparents\u2019 house, and hearing: \u2018Nay lass, gi\u2019 oer tittivatin\u2019 thissen. Tha\u2019s bonny enuff!\u2019\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n You may recall that my formerly beloved cat, Suu, had knocked a very heavy glass ashtray onto it<\/p>\n I hope you missed me over the past couple of weeks. I wasn\u2019t on holiday, honest. I was in hospital, having been finally persuaded to take the wound on my foot seriously.\u00a0<\/p>\n You may recall that my formerly beloved cat, Suu, had knocked a very heavy glass ashtray onto it.\u00a0<\/p>\n It was badly bruised but I carried on. What possible harm could it cause? It got a bit infected but I wasn\u2019t too concerned \u2014 until an orthopaedic surgeon warned of a deeply infected hematoma that put me at risk of sepsis and the possible loss of my foot.<\/p>\n I agreed to be admitted. Lesson learned. Never \u2018carry on\u2019 regardless. Take symptoms seriously.\u00a0<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Why, oh why has Queen\u2019s Fat Bottomed Girls been dropped from the band\u2019s new Greatest Hits Collection?<\/p>\n Why, oh why has Queen\u2019s Fat Bottomed Girls been dropped from the band\u2019s new Greatest Hits Collection?<\/p>\n Being a Fat Bottomed Girl myself, I was always rather flattered by the song \u2014 and I\u2019m heartily sick of the word \u2018fat\u2019 being excised from all popular culture, whether it\u2019s Queen songs or Roald Dahl books. It is what it is. Accept it.<\/p>\n\u00a0My cat landed me in hospital \u2013 again<\/h2>\n
\u00a0Don\u2019t ban Fat Bottomed Girls like me<\/h2>\n