Wot now? I hear you say, or rather I don't. Yesterday I had the results of the last 'blood letting' which show my PSA level has risen slightly to 0.38, and the Testosterone level is apparently 0.8. That slight increase is "nothing to worry about; there will be minor variations with this treatment". Another course of Apalutamide will be ordered, and another implant carried out in early March. I waited in the waiting area for two appointments, with consultants working on the clinical trials I've agreed to be a guinea pig for, the first a radiology specialist, t'other a surgery specialist. The first gave me all the facts and the likely side effects, and reassured me I'll have time to think it through before making a decision which way to proceed, then she gave me the fact sheet for 'External Beam Radiotherapy and I went back to the waiting room. There I overheard that all three consultants' clinics were running an hour to an hour-and-a-half late, so settled down to, guess what?, wait. In due course in I went, and ere long we had the images of the scan at Lymington on the screen, then the consultant pointed out that the cancer appeared to have spread into the semenal vessels each side of the prostate, which would make surgery "a bit tricky" ... "so I think the best thing to do is go for the radiology for now". That will be four weeks of five days, an hour per day. I just need to wait for a starting date.
Onwards and upwards. Given that my days are numbered, even if the treatments do give me years, It's important to try to make each day a good one. I'm doing my best.
