Twenty years ago I went in for my annual physical (I was 63 at the time) and she did a DRE which revealed a lump on my prostate. She ordered a biopsy ( painful but short lived) which revealed that I had prostate cancer, with a Gleason score of 6. While 6 is fairly low I opted for the aggressive response of a radical prostatectomy. After the surgery I thought that I had nothing more to worry about in terms of cancer, and that assumption held for 20 years until a a blood test administered during a routine physical revealed an elevated PSA. That led me to Georgetown University Hospital where the resident oncologist prescribed cyberknife treatments. They were efficacious for a while but the cancer kept popping up until I was told that more radiation would be harmful, and I was reassigned to my present oncologist, who has me on doublet therapy. Now I'm back in a wait and see state, as we play whack-a-mole withe the cancer cells, presently in my lymph nodes. While all of this has been a bother, I'm grateful that I've reached 83 without any significant side effects, and am praying that the meds can keep the cancer from metastasizing further for a time. During this process, I read everything I can about my condition and join forums such as this one. 🫰🙏🏼🫰🙏🏼