She is so cute, you are so lucky and I also have hardly any side effects, just the hot flashes but not that bad to live with, makes me remember how I am still around to enjoy life, there are worst things in life. Reading your post, you are an inspiration on how well the meds are working, hopefully I will, have the same good run.
One of the first things I thought about at diagnosis was the real possibility of never seeing grandchildren. My daughter had just got married and they hadn't even discussed children and my son didn't even have a steady relationship. A lot of guys don't make it 4 years so I really do feel lucky.
She’s adorable and I love her eyes! That picture shows such personality. Thanks for sending such a positive message.
I logged in concerned to see something jarring and saw that sweet face. I see it as a sign to enjoy my evening and think of all the reasons we need to celebrate life’s joys. Thankful !
She certainly is a beautiful little girl, I can imagine the joy you find from all those kisses and cuddles.
We too have grandchildren, two grandsons, the eldest is 20 this year and the youngest 10 years old. The time flies.
These wonderful gifts, our families, truly give us the strength to shrug off our woes and continue to fight this demon, so we can continue to share the precious moments with them
What a happy little angel you have there !Unfortunately, I didn't get around to having kids, and only daughter from my sister's son so far and I live 300km away, so I won't be there for her, and I don't really mind.
But ADT hardly mattered after I began it in 2010 at all and I soon stopped having hot flushes and I didn't mind finding that my average speed on bike reduced by 4kph.
Aging and chemo and other chemicals Cosadex, Zytiga, Xtandi, Lu177, Ra223 have also taken their toll but I feel just fine being with friends. I did a nice 42km cycle ride today and overtook about 20 other people on bikes, and only one man half my age went past me up a hill and I would have when I was 40. So despite having bones riddled with Pca, I can be as strong and bright minded as good fellows with no Pca, and a full bottle of testosterone.
I can only guess that cycling an average of 210km+ since 2006, at 3 years before diagnosis has kept away the worst of treatment side effects mentioned here by so many. I have no moobs, and no pot gut, and am same weight as I was at 30, but have reduced muscle %, increased fat %, but I can't do anything better than that.
I think we live in a crazy world that is changing so fast that in 70 years when your grand daughter is 73, the world will be almost un-recognizable, so how does anyone prepare a child to handle that world? few of us will have time to teach the young not to make mistakes we would never have made, or did make, so unconditional love is about all we may have to offer.
I know you love it. But ever think about taking the computer off your bike, stop counting other cyclists for passing or being passed and instead count those who smile and say hello. Let the competitive one just go.?I did that and found a renewed love of biking. And of running slowly so I don’t miss anything in nature. And walking. Who knows if this may be my last time here. Don’t want to miss a thing. Even got an e-bike: cycling without suffering. My wife and I call them”whee! bikes”.
I just cannot proceed in life without watching what other ppl are doing, or not doing.Nobody ever says "Hello" or "Gooday" as much I already do for others, and nobody except myself salutes motorists when they stop at pedestrian crossings to let me ride across a road. I have never met ppl while out cycling who I become friends with. Not one in 255,000 km.
I did cycle in "social" Sunday cycle groups run by ACT Pedal Power. People became familiar, but it was like a "group fuck time" and as soon as I left a group, or could not keep up due to age or Pca treatment effects, I seemed to just not exist any more. If you suspect me to be competitive, you'd be right, but so many others were so much more competitive while thinking their shit didn't stink.
Thus 95 % of my cycling has been alone, and I now don't ever want to be in any group, and when I tried the older supposedly really social groups, they'd all stop at a cafe for a coffee, and spend their time on their damn mobile phones, something I refuse to own.
So they just were not social, and in general, mobile phones, FarcePuke, Twatter et all has changed many ppl into robots and they refuse to ever talk or converse socially any more.
I still don't need an E-bike because I'm fit enough to get along OK without one.
I quite like nature and get outside enough but otherwise I am quite unhappy with what our species is doing to nature as a whole, so that in 100 years, our planet will be very un-natural, and we ourselves will be mostly robotic, with high content of solid state stuff put inside our heads based on AI, ( aka "Awful Idiot". )
I have a terrible ankle, so I hate walking, and of course I am nearly 74, poxed up with Pca, and society in general is ageist, just as it it is racist, and ppl are anti everything that seems different to them.....
Anyway, I had a nice 55km ride today, and 43km yesterday, so 98km for the Easter weekend, very largely "other person free", apart from having dinner with a neighbor and his wife last night. So what I have in life will do.
I like my friends, and demand nothing from them.
I heard that Winston Churchill defined success to be "failure after failure, but while remaining enthusiastic". The UK survived WW2 as a result, and just imagine a world where we didn't keep trying. Is success defined as getting success after success but then not being enthusiastic? One's world would grind to a halt. So nothing is certain, and as we become feeble in old age, all we see around us is soon going to fade away.
When young, prospects of happiness beckon, but when old, many have lost any meaning of what it is to be happy.
If I make it through today will have to do for now.....
I think you tried to sneak in a baby picture of you just show off - but I wasn't fooled - there were lots of boys in pink due to financial problems during the depression !
I read your heartfelt post regarding your friendship with Charles and the support and love he provided to you since your diagnosis, I’m truly sorry for yours and his families loss.
Then I was stalking your page and I came across this delightful picture you shared of your granddaughter and it bought home to me the reason we live and love. It’s to share the best that we can give to the important people in our lives such as your granddaughter and our other loved ones.
So I thought I would also share pictures of my granddaughters in the hope that they will brighten your day a little and help ease your pain of loss of a great friend, plus jolt your memories of your post and why it is worth the fight.
Newest granddaughter. Check out that smile, it’s not wind, it’s genuine delight.
As my daughter used to say when she was a baby "very soradorable" Thanks for sharing. It does help to have reminders about why we are doing all this. I never thought I would live long enough to see a grandchild. Finish the dream!
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