OK, you want the straight shit, apparently. If I forego all aggressive treatments and go with strictly quality-of-life and pain management arrangements, the docs say 16, maybe 20 months. If I go with aggressive treatment, and it is effective, then 3, maybe 5 years. Aggressive treatment regimes, of course, have some serious side effects and quality-of-life issues to consider. I've never not fought anything before, so we are currently trying our best to kick this thing's ass. My Gleason score is 9+, and that is not good. The cancer has metastasisized into my lower spine and pelvis. I bullied the doctors into actually giving me some numbers, and they guess a 2-3% shot at long-term survival.
I have by no means given up. I've known about this possibility for a while, and I was prepared for it. Perhaps if I had gotten a prostate exam more than once a decade things might have been different, but as my granddad used to say, "wish in one hand and shit in t'other and see which fills up first." So far the aggressive treatment isn't anything I can't handle. If that changes, well, I will re-evaluate it then. Perhaps I will just yell at it until it goes into remission.
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Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Also,
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Only one. But it must be the RIGHT road.
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I carry birdseed in my moustache.
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Yes.