@hbp Yes, the same thing happened to me. I remember lying alone, paralysed in a hospital bed at age 56, awake in the middle of the night trying to document everything for my family in a note on my phone. Dark times.

My younger daughter thought I wouldn't see her graduate (I did). I thought I might never walk again (I do) or go to the family cottage (I was there just over a week ago). I've been on a trip to Europe and crossed Canada by train. I'll meet my first grandchild in January, and now I've even lived to see the Blue Jays make the World Series again. (Hope that's not too controversial for the forum. 😉)

Don't give up, folks. Advanced prostate cancer is serious, and thousands do die from it every year, but our prospects are *far* better than they were just a few years ago. There's no guarantee we'll make it, but there's real hope now that didn't exist before.