Ten very fast years ago I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of prostate cancer, one with a relatively short longevity estimate attached. After a bit of pitching and reeling, my family and I settled into our life with cancer. There have been so many wonderful times in these ten years (and a few difficult ones to keep us in reality), that I find myself believing the years since I was diagnosed are the happiest of my life. I never take for granted the love and devotion of my family, the support and prayers of my friends. I never pass up an opportunity for a good laugh, a glass of wine, a walk with Keeper, my afternoon gin and tonic. Most importantly, I am filled with happiness when I think of the times Sharon and I have shared our love, laughter, and more than a few tears, and to talk with such pride of our children and grandchildren.
Now, after successfully keeping the monster at bay for all these years, my cancer is exerting its authority. I will begin participating in a clinical trial this week, one which is intended to enhance the quality of my days. Of course this depends on which group I am randomly assigned to, the test group or the control. I know, whatever awaits me, Sharon will be my biggest cheer leader. I will never be alone in this journey.
Thank you, my friends and family, for your never failing love and support. With you cheering me on, I intend to surprise the doctors once again! Please stay in touch.