Been dealing with KNOWING I have CP for maybe 4 years now. Been dealing with
the symptoms WITHOUT knowing about it maybe 10 years or so.

I thought there may be help for it, at first, somewhere in the medical
system local to me. Nope.

So, I thought that this was fair enough. I live in Australia. The medical
system here is backwards unless you have a "popular" health problem. All the
money in the world is soaked up eventually by America and Americans are
humans so naturally they would have their fair share of CP sufferers. With
their loads of money, they would likely have more info on it, maybe a cure
if I was lucky and maybe something that would help if not. Nope.

Therefore, after all that research, I decided to live with it, deal with it,
as each day came. As you might expect, it's getting worse. You all know the
symptoms. It was with somewhat a feeling of indignation, then, that someone
collecting for breast cancer approached me and asked for donations. I didn't
have any dough because CP is only one problem knocking me about and the
truth is I give money to the bush fire fighters and the Salvation Army and
don't have any left over. The collector basically looked at me as if I were
dirt and asked "Don't you feel women's health problems are important
enough?" and that is when an unrecognised annoyance finally surfaced in me.
I told the woman who asked that bastard of a question that I have a MAN'S
only problem, named it and told her what it is doing to me, how there is
next to no research money and there is not ONE collector at least in
Australia and the moment SHE started caring about MEN only problems, I would
start caring about WOMAN only problems. Now, of course with all good
outbreaks of insanity there comes a price. I happened to make this outburst
in a civil tone to the woman right alongside my wife. She turned to me and I
thought I was in for it. She looked at the woman and said "His mother nearly
died of breast cancer, mine of another form of cancer that is hereditary. He
cant work a full day and cant get any help from the Govt or anyone else
either medically or financially. Why don't you take your stinking attitude
and shove it where it feels best?" and at that point the woman cried. Her
mother had nearly died of breast cancer. Now I was feeling bad. I went to
comfort her and my wife dragged me away before I could get a word out.
"Don't feel bad for her. Her attitude got her what she deserved" she said.
"If there were 10% of the money for your problem that there is for breast
cancer, you wouldn't have to be feeling so sick all the time either."

Over time since that event, I have wondered, looked into what I could get my
hands on and slowly realised the truth. The prostate is what would be
considered a disgusting thing to most people. Males without the problem
don't want to hear about it. Females just don't want to hear about it at
all.

So, if you ever strike it rich one day, make a deal with me - donate 10% of
anything you win $100,000 or more to your country's prostatitis researchers
and if I ever win that amount or more, I promise you I will do the same. The
outcome, if we do this, will be more research money, more research and that
will eventually filter out to us all. It's about the only thing that will
ever get money into this area.