Today is the fourth anniversary of me discovering that an uninvited guest was living in the basement. That “guest” is still mooching off me with no intention of moving out, despite my best efforts to eradicate it.
Since the first day when I discovered this nasty thief, I have been attacking it daily with chemicals. For a few months I tried to clobber it with high potency drugs, which wounded it, but also made me sick. There were two places where this nasty creep had reproduced, so I hit those spots with high dose radiation. Over these four years my live-in nemesis has become immune to the daily chemical treatment, causing me to switch to a different, more powerful chemical.
In addition to moving in without asking, this creepy roommate doesn’t pay rent, has caused me to give up my job, keeps me awake at night and frequently hurts me. Living with it has changed my body, my emotions and my lifestyle. I have gone on vacation a few times, but the little creep always ends up hitching a ride.
When I first learned about my “guest” I was sure it would soon kill me. The statistics at that time were 3 to 5 years before the bastard would take all it could from me, then take me down with itself. Today I am in the middle of that time frame. I feel good about keeping my resident enemy passified for another year, and hopefully many more.
On March 9, 2016 my resident evil doer was introduced to me as Advanced, Metastatic, non curable, Prostate Cancer. It has played a role in each of these 1,461 days and it will be with me for the rest of my life. It might live with me forever but I will NEVER call it a friend.
Prostate Cancer is the second most common cancer among men (skin cancer is #1.) If you are a man, ask your doctor about Prostate Cancer starting at age 50. Ask at age 45 if your family has a history of Prostate Cancer.