Rude news: I have Prostrate Cancer, and one form is an aggressive form that likely will at least require surgery and radiation from what I gleaned online. Monday I have my appointment with my urologist so I will get the definitive answers and find out where I stand.
Pretty much this is serious, but because I have so many life threatening experiences that it is kinda “oh-well…”
Basically this could be serious, but somehow I’m not worried. On the Gleason score I have 7’, 8’s and a 9.
Pretty much most prostrate Cancers are generally slow growing, but at this point I have also an aggressive one. I have two different Cancers in my prostrate.
How odd is it that this seriousness has so little effect on my outlook. I expect some anxiety Monday when I have my appointment, but evidently I have enough combat experience with life threatening situations that pretty much I’m not worried, anxious or suffering any negative emotions that really are not productive.
How crazy is that?
I guess this says a lot of the life I lived, and pretty much about my survival skills. No time to worry, anxiety is just a waste of time, and all I can do is just move forward. It is what it is, and I don’t want to waste my life worrying or being anxious, not even a moment…
My spin is to avoid any chemo if I can, because this really has a lasting effect of messing with your body chemistry and especially your immune system. From my quick research surgery and radiation is usually all that is required.
“Maggie” discovered a link between high testosterone levels and Prostrate Cancer. She thinks I naturally have had high levels, this would explain my Alpha Male tendencies, my physical strength and muscular build, and my overactive sex drive.
Pretty much testosterone promotes growth…
At the gym today, I weighed 158 1/4 pounds. Pretty much I lost a few hamburgers, and it is revealed in my waist and torso definition. Also my less chubby butt.
I did only 40 minutes on the elliptical, but I added in 10 minutes on a stationary bike sitting upright with a still upper body pumping my legs for a strength workout that used different muscles. I curbed the time to only 10 minutes to not strain or over do things.
Navy SEAL Survival Training reveals that 95% of survival is maintaining a positive mental attitude. I’m in that space. Know that my status is being kept low key, but I share it with friends here as a public service. Pretty much only the “kid’s” will be informed and they will be directed to keep it quiet. I don’t want all these people coming out who really don’t mean that much to me.
As usual, I don’t want to waste time, and I want to embrace a normal life. In fact I think I will order that bargain neck to build out that Charlie Christian single pickup guitar I want to build. Regardless, I just want to move forward…
Cal