For the first few weeks, the chemo appeared to be working…
… until it didn’t.
PSA rising again—alarmingly so.
Devastating to say the least.
And so Taxotere infusion #7 never happened.
That was January 11, 2022.
WTF does a human being have to do to prove themselves worthy of being alive?
Absolutely convinced that this was the beginning of the end, I notified my family of the news and double-checked that I had my affairs in order.
Little did I know at the time that there was a third line of defense.
4 thoughts on “A Cancer Journey: My Prostate Cancer, Part 13”
I’ve convinced myself that this is in my future. I’m happy for the miraculous turn around. I’m not sure I’d be able to deal with putting my affairs in order.
Thanks for celebrating with me, Jeff.
Getting one’s affairs in order is quite the heavy and illuminating process. Once I finish this thread, I plan to share my experience with the whole process: living wills, power of attorney, final wishes, digital legacy, and more.
Digital legacy is of particular interest.
For one, the writing we both continue to invest so much in… like our children. I just hope some of my digital life (also photographs and music) survives long enough that someone is able to use it and reinvest it. More to say later.