The 'wonder drug' finally arrived by courier van yesterday afternoon. Opened the pack and read the instructions. I am to take abiraterone on an empty stomach, not less than two hours after a meal and not less than one hour before eating. (!) My colleagues on the Prostate Cancer group know all this of course. Prednisolone too, a drug I have always hoped to avoid; now it's supposed to help me. So, as meals are variable in this house, I took it in the middle of last night. I have to get up several times every night for PU anyway so this is no hardship.
Today I'm not so good. I started well but by the afternoon all my energy had gone. I was achey and uncomfortable, I hope it's just the start of the switchover to the new drug.
This evening I returned to the computer. To be positive I will describe my viualisations. The prostate gland was the start of my cancer and it spread, stealthily without making me ill, to my bones. So I go back to the source. I see my prostate as a cave with walls of some light, crystalline rock. It could be granite. In this cave the aliens are sitting around, on a circular bench, eating maggot sandwiches. The Team, (of white immune cells) surround the cave so no alien can escape. We stun the aliens with a spray of fruit juices in their weakened state from the drugs I have been taking. We break down the door to the cave, grab the comatose aliens and drag them out. Then they are cast out into the waste system to be eaten up by the scavenging seagulls in the outer world. Now that I have started abiraterone, the alien miners' food, the maggot sandwiches, have been poisoned with the drugso that the maggots will weaken any remaining aliens anywhere in my body.
I also have repeated and refined the bone breathing. I find it restful and have to do it lying down on the bed where I am not disturbed. One day I expect I shall fall asleep doing it.
