A little update on my situations. Ten years ago last month, the day after my 67th birthday, I was told that I had Prostate Cancer. I made the decision to monitor it because it was said to be slow growing and in very early stages. Yesterday, I was told that I had reached the goal of monitoring until it became necessary to do something about it. So within the next week or two I start radiation therapy to attempt to stop it completely before it tries to attack areas beyond that to some more life sustaining ones.
Anyway, this is the end result of a two month marathon of being poked, proded, needled, MRI's, C-scan'd, PETscan'd and x-rayed from every possible angle and this is still considered getting to it early. To put it in perspective, all those procedures were not for this particular problem. Only the MRI and PETscan were involved in that. The rest were a general, how come he's still alive, deep dive. Considering my age I came out pretty good overall. The only real problem, other than the prostate, is my lower back and I don't expect anything will be done about that. Sometimes one fortunately reaches the age where surgeries for non-life threatening situations are not encouraged. As weird as that all sounds, it actually is a positive thing to me.