the glorious leg exercise routine — not for vanity, but for the sheer thrill of surviving staircases. The new Everest. “One small step for man, one giant, quivering, thigh-burning leap for prostates everywhere.”

And thank you for the kind words wrapped in a blanket of mutual misery. Writing a book on cancer isn't going to happen. I do not have the expertise, other than being in a PCa battling bod.

As for mental overload — absolutely. My brain's doing backflips in a swamp of hormone stew and radiation microwaves. It's a miracle I remember to put pants on before going outside. (No promises next week.) Glad to hear the leg exercises are working! You’ll be scaling stairs like a hormonally castrated Spider-Man in no time. Keep climbing — literally and metaphorically. This statement does not apply to PSA values.