I am home and in hospice after two weeks in hospital and on deep chemo and zytiga brain. But all that is gone. Just blue sky calling me now.
My PSA has risen to 25 and will doubtless rise higher I just wanted to thank many of you for your friendship and counsel.
For all this I am pretty comfortable, fitted with a plastic chest device -- reminds me of a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle that keeps my spine from falling and setting off paralysis. It is awkward and was slapped together in an hour's time while I was in hospital by the Winkley Bros.
I know that some of you were angry at me for posting things I had written. Sorry I guess I had premonitions -- and I thought many of the pieces had meaning for some folks here.
Peace to you all ...