Today I will be attending the funeral of a best friend of 70 plus years who died of advanced prostate cancer two years after diagnosis. By contrast I have had prostate cancer for 12 years. After radiation failed to cure me, I went on Lupron nine years ago and this week my PSA is 0.26, almost identical to every reading of the past 5 years.
Of course, reading this site daily I've learned that although we share a disease with the same name we are all different, I was diagnosed when a biopsy was ordered when my PSA kept bouncing around with every test. My friend was not diagnosed until he had pain in his back. Although his PSA was low, the cancer had already metastasized. My understanding is that situation is quite rare.
It is, like life, unfair. I'll sure miss the guy I met when I was five years old.