I am Past My “Use By…” Date and then Some!

Surprise, surprise, I’m headed for another year.

Maybe I will accomplish something great this year…write the great American novel, make congress productive, or find a cure for procrastination. More likely, however, I will continue to have fun and enjoy every day.

Over the ten years I have lived with cancer I have tried, and mostly succeeded, to be active, positive, and moderately productive. I have written or co-written three cancer related books. The research and writing was actually a lot of fun and also challenging. My quite modest expectations of fame and fortune proved not to be nearly modest enough. I have no regrets. I’d probably do it again. And I just might.

Now for a moment of unabashed self-promotion. Two of the books are in print and available, really (the third is not yet published). Real Men Get Prostate Cancer Too and Cancer Clinical Trials can be found at Amazon and other fine book sellers. My next book will have a much catchier and more profitable title—something like, 50 Shades of Old and Grey, or Get Rich with Clinical Trials, or A Cure for Cancer—Guaranteed! Sound OK to you?

I sometimes wonder why I seem to be surviving quite well while others with the same diagnosis and prognosis I have, aren't. I’m not complaining about surviving, but there is that nagging question of “why me?” I know life is unpredictable and that’s probably for the best.

In 2014 I hope to do better at finding my glasses, phone, keys, and that half-full coffee cup. So it’s on, on‑‑to new adventures in traveling, spending quality time with family and friends, wandering aimlessly around the Arizona desert, gardening (mini adventure), and taking a nap whenever I want to.

The very best of everything in 2014 and may the cures be with you!

axman

The Good Years

OK, OK, all years are good years (if you really want them to be). 

Just about everybody has plans for retirement and the golden years. But by the time retirement comes around nobody knows for sure what mental and physical condition they'll be in. Some people golf, play tennis, and compete in Iron-man competitions year after year (show-offs). Some have physical problems and may need a walker, cane, or even a wheel chair. Strokes and other conditions can affect speech and memory. Others have diseases like

Parkinson's, diabetes, MS, or cancer. You can't know for sure how these diseases will progress--and reality can change rapidly. None of these conditions will necessarily determine whether or not you're positive and happy.

When my wife and I retired she already had type II diabetes and I, of course, had prostate cancer. We had very little idea of what might actually happen in the future. Both of us have benefited from advances in medical science but not so much from the advances in medical costs. So far we have been able to do everything we hoped to do in retirement (as long as we work around the doctor appointments). We're told that our increasing aches and pains, slower movements, and memory lapses are normal for our age. Who defines 'normal?'

I am reluctant to share this, but it seems the busier we are the better we feel. So much for laying around and being lazy (all the time). It appears all this activity really is good for me--or so says my wife (who is the world champion maker of to-do lists). I encourage you to be as active and busy as you can. These really are the good years--I think.

axman

2013--So Far

Every year is a good year, but some years are a little better than others.

Writing a blog is not as easy as it looks (for me, at least). There is an assumption that I should have something to say that somebody else may actually want to read--not necessarily true. For several years now I have tried to post something every couple of weeks, usually with some connection to prostate cancer. With close attention to my procrastination skills, I have sometimes stretched the time between entries to three or four weeks. This doesn't have much affect on anybody else, of course, but in my own head I seem to be getting slower and slower...and slower. But I digress

2013 has been a pretty good year, so far. My PSA has leveled out so I don't have to switch to even more expensive meds--yet. We spent two weeks in Hawaii (with a three-year-old very precocious grandson) and a month in Arizona--we are drawn to sunshine. We normally live in the Northwest, which is not noted for lots of sunshine. You might wonder why. We wonder, too.

Even with my faltering memory, I can remember a lot of good years from the past; when we got married, when each of the kids (all five) was born, when we took a chance and moved to Canada, then Hawaii, and back to Oregon again (with a short stop in Texas). I remember the year I finished Grad School, ran my fastest Marathon, and of course when I retired (yay).

Then there were other years--when my wife was diagnosed with diabetes, when I was diagnosed and began treatment for prostate cancer, when my PSA jumped, etc. Those were more challenging years but we all survived. What does all this have to do with prostate cancer...or anything else? Not much, but I won't have to think about writing another blog entry for a couple of weeks. Move over Seinfeld!

axman

Oh, for the Good Old Days!

...could these be the good old days?

As time goes by it seems that I associate with more and more old people (at least what most of society defines as old). All my friends from school and college are now septuagenarians (I always wanted to use that word in a sentence). Even the new friends I meet through travel and clinical trials mostly fall into that category.

Although 70 years may sound like a long time, it really isn’t. And I consider myself extremely fortunate to be alive and active and even able to reminisce (or ramble incoherently) after all these years. The technology in my life has run the gamut from that tiny farmhouse with no electricity, no plumbing, and a small two-seater outhouse just out of sight to wifi, 50 inch plasma TVs, iPhones, and blogs!

Like me, most of my fellow oldsters are living with at least one medically challenging condition. Be it heart disease, diabetes, lung disease, one of the many types of cancer, crippling arthritis, hearing loss, and more. Yet I hear very few complaints (maybe my hearing is worse than I thought and I just don’t hear them). Certainly advances in medicine account for some of that. But I like to think the biggest part is the grit and determination of these people living their lives. “I can—probably.” “I will.” “Just do it—only slower this time.”

Life is great and there is no doubt in my mind that the good old days are now!

axman

Little Things are becoming More Important

Or it could be that’s all the energy I’ve got…

Maybe it’s just my senility kicking in but I’ve noticed that a lot of the good things in my life are really pretty simple and basic.

I’m probably getting a little more simple, too of course. In addition to my worldwide adventurous life (in my fantasies, anyway) I find that I enjoy:

• Taking a long walk with my wife (and maybe a dog or grandkid or friend from time to time)
• Sitting in the hot tub and sipping a hot mug of coffee at six in the A.M.
• Petting my pesky cat while she’s snoozing on my lap and I’m watching TV
• Nodding off in the recliner for an afternoon catnap – which doesn’t happen nearly enough
• Reading a trashy detective novel for a couple of hours of brain dead time

We still spend time with kids and grandkids, travel, go to concerts, jeep through the desert, and camp out in the mountains – we enjoy every minute of it. But the everyday low key activities (or non-activities) are probably just as enjoyable – and a whole lot cheaper. That’s got to be an upside to getting older.

axman