Mr. Spouse21 had bone and CT scans last week. Everything looks stable since the Jan. 2022 scans six months ago, PSA=.15. ALP=40. (My profile of him is very detailed if anyone wants to look at the history.) Mind you, Mr. Spouse21 ended his 10th docetaxel infusion over two years ago, which is a very decent result that a lot of men don't experience. Who knows why? We sure don't.
He's on the Lupron life sentence and gets an Xgeva shot every three months. Both suck. Except for the extra three chemo infusions, everything else was good old SOC--Lupron back in 2014 for three years, followed by 9 weeks of radiation; then a few years later Zytiga for a few months before failure, then Lupron again, seven months of chemo, Xgeva. Like many men here and their partners, we're wrecks before every visit.
I'll add what I've added before for men and the partners who care for them who want to know what may be possible after big-time chemo. Mr. Spouse21, age 78, just came back from a 22-mile bike ride today in 90-degree heat, something he's done every single summer several days a week. Not everybody will be able to do that, but it's his teeny data point. He does it to keep from blowing a Lupron gasket and to stay in shape for all the current and future treatments. As many here know, some wonderful men on HU also biked like mad, had same treatment or heavier duty treatment (Cleodman and Tom in MA--miss them so much) who got much less out of their treatments before they died from this wretched disease.
We try to enjoy our lives while keeping a realistic eye on where advanced PCa can go and that the situation can turn very suddenly. But for today, we feel good about the latest nail biter.