Tuesday, July 15, 2014
We met with the radiation oncologist yesterday and we both agreed he's the most impressive doctor we've ever met. He was very candid with us and took so much time to talk with us, answering all our questions and some we didn't even know we had.
The upshot is that the CAT scan has confirmed Dave has a small, low-risk tumor in one part of his prostate that was discovered early and can probably be completely cured with radiation. But he's not sure if he wants to do that or opt for "watchful waiting," which would entail getting a yearly biopsy and twice-yearly PSA blood test to determine if it has grown, then radiate it when it reaches a certain point. I would rather he just got rid of it now - as the doc said, there's no alarm that goes off when it's time to treat it and you could wait too long. Plus, being 65 and very healthy, the odds that something else will kill him first - which is why you usually do watchful waiting - are not that big. But he can always change his mind, and we're all set up where we can go back to this doctor whenever we're ready. So, it's a relief.
I've been extremely lazy this past week and while there's nothing wrong with that sometimes, I get nervous that I'm going to be overwhelmed by inertia. So I'm focussing on getting myself going.