Around '05, I ran into a longhaired guy at a Wal-Mart in Wilmington, NC who looked familiar; he peddled betasitosterol (sic) and gave me a bottle. Urgency had been increasing, and I used that "elixir" 'til I finally had to carry a pee bottle in the truck. Dumb enough to fiddle around with my life until past the PONR. Dumb, but I ain't got time to dwell\snivel about the past, so when the the bicalutamide failed after about a year and the good Doctor offered the Provenge, I was on it like a duck on a June bug and requested the enzalutamide. That's when I hit on this excellent site; so much valuable Intel available!
Brings me to the here and now...where I am in my thinking is that the crab took little bites for decades, struggling to get around my immune defense. up until the stroke and my letting the couch fibers grow into my skin while I shoveled buckets of starchy lard down my gullet for nearly a year while the crab rubbed it's greedy little pincers together and proliferated to the extent that it could get into some bone. So, my best half and I worked up a diet plan based on whatever bona fide Intel we could glean (much of it from here, recently) based on this premise; the better our physical condition, the harder it is for the bad cells to proliferate. Add to that the gestaldt/epiphany re: Israeli Intel about the body beefing up the bad cells along with the good during recurrence and finding a " happy medium" to just allow good cells to rebuild (forgive the peanut shell paraphrase.) , we were like, hey! Let's find a weak link.
Right now, we're looking at ph, and pushing alkalinity to just the right point to destroy crab cells while the immune -boosted, buffed, ripped and shredded regular guy shells kick butt and take names.
Kinda fun.
Why Metastatic PC is Not Curable
Why wait?
Radiation Cystitis round 2 
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