I was 76 when I had 33 bouts of radiation. It was not bad. The A.I. pill Anastrozole, however, put me in a wheelchair. My left knee blew out on September 15, 2022, after taking Anastrozole since Feb. 1, 2022. I was simply walking along a Chicago street at the time. The pain was excruciating---like a meniscus tear---and I drove myself to Oak Brook Joint Pain Clinic and was injected with 32 ml of an anti-inflammatory and 6 ml of Durolane. Then I hobbled with a cane or was in a wheelchair until September of 2023. The radiation is the only "protection against recurrence" that my body was able to tolerate. Both I and my new doctor in Texas are happy that I had it, because Tamoxifen and any A.I. pills made my life a living hell with joint pain everywhere that was excruciating. As a member of the clinical trial called the MOST study for osteo-arthritis, which I was in for 20 years, a good doctor would have known that removing all estrogen from my elderly system was going to mean inflammation (i.e., pain). On Anastrozole I also had brain fog, teariness, mood swings, excruciating back and joint pain, blurry vision and then my already fragile left knee (bicycling accident) blew out and crippled me for 6 months. They didn't seem to give much forethought in Iowa City to the idea that some of us simply cannot tolerate the pills whose goal is to block or stop estrogen in the body. That was the reason I was given for not giving radiation to someone in her 70s. I feel like they should just give us a card that says, "Join the line marked 'waiting to die.'" Nobody pays much attention to you after you pass 69. I'd like to lie about my age, but that's not working. I'd also like to go back and never be the patient of the guy who crippled me. I hear he's finally retiring. Not a moment too soon.