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David Collins and Lynne live in England -Northants. He was 64 when he was diagnosed in late September, 2007. His initial PSA was 62.3 ng/ml, his Gleason Score was 9 and he was staged T3 - having persuaded the doctors he was not T4. His choice of treatment was ADT (Androgen Deprivation Therapy) + EBRT (External Beam Radiation Treatment). Here is his story.

It started with Erectile Dysfunction. I had some night-time loo visits - only once a night at first, which I put down to old man's bladder, quite normal, nothing to worry about. It got worse, up to three or four times a night at diagnosis. It seemed to be commonplace amongst my cronies. My ED I put down to side effects of drugs for hypertension, but coming off bendroflumethiazide first (and giving it three months to work - no effect) then amlodipine (after a couple of months still no effect on the ED) leaving me on Ramipril only, I realised that probably I had a prostate problem.

My GP had stopped annual PSA tests a few years back because of the reputation the test had for false negatives and positives. (How I wish I'd known what I know now and resisted this!) My GP arranged a blood test for PSA which came back with 62.3. I was shunted off to the Urology Dept at Coventry pdq for the dreaded finger test followed by a biopsy, MRI scan and full body bone scan. Biopsy (which wasn't very pleasant at first - the Urologist didn't use enough anaesthetic and I nearly hit the ceiling). Result - seven out of eight samples cancerous, 60% level, Gleason 9 - pretty dire. I became a bit depressed. BUT, later, after arguing with the so-called experts, (who place too much credence on the Partin tables in my view), I got them to agree that based on the scans and what I knew of my sports injuries over the years, which they knew nothing about - didn't even ask - there was no evidence of metastases and actually no evidence of spread beyond the prostate - pretty good . So I was given the RT I wanted. Depression lifted, hope renewed.

I've since had a month of Cyproterone and after a fortnight of that three quarterly doses of Zoladex. My PSA went from 62.3 in Sept 07 to 5.6 in Dec 07 to 1.1 in Feb 08. Another is due any time now which I guess will show a further reduction.

I have a couple of EBRT (conformational, 20 fractions) sessions to go and apart from my night time peeing which had stopped with the Zoladex but which had gone up to once a night once the radiation therapy started (now gone), and a small amount of mucus with my motions after about 7 or 8 days of treatment, which an Imodium tablet a day for four days fixed, I have been completely clear of side effects. I feel sure that I shall not be getting up in the night at all after the next two RT sessions. In fact we're off immediately afterwards for 10 days of canal cruising, so certain am I. Also I can last all afternoon after a pint at lunchtime, which I could never have done before the EBRT. I should also mention that before the hormone or radiation treatment started, I was bit uncomfortable sitting for long on a hard surface, only too aware of an internal lump somewhere between my legs. That too has gone, so I think the two treatments have achieved considerable shrinkage of the prostate, which the Clinical Oncologist (yes, he too had given me the one finger test) had described rather unkindly as "massive".

Now, I'm a big fit bloke - not fat - but the Zoladex had pushed my weight up to 17 st 5 lbs, gathering around the hips. Its been a battle but I'm down to 16 st 11 lbs (235 lbs US). If I get below 16 st 7 lbs I shall have neutralised the treatment weight gain and some, and if I can make 16 st dead I shall be deliriously pleased as I don't think I've been there for most of my 36 years of married life, even in my cricket and hockey playing years. So I say that Zoladex doesn't have to force one's weight up.

I'm on daily Pomegranate juice (200 ml) which may prove to offer no benefits for post treatment survival after more rigorous testing, but I like it anyway and with the antioxidants it offers and the increased uptake of tomatoes I've achieved, I doing my best to help diet-wise. And yes, red wine, a glass a day as a pre-prandial then share the rest of the bottle with my wife over dinner. Good balanced diet otherwise. I can't say which of the treatments (I'm on Ramipril still and back on the water tablets for hypertension) have done it but my mild hypertension - I was 145/90 and I'm 120/75 now - has gone and I think that the pomegranate has done it, as I never really saw much effect from the two pills, coming off or going back on.

The Zoladex is rumoured to produce breasts. It hasn't to me. It is said to promote hair growth - I wish. The sex life is in the past, that's true (so far anyway) but when you've been married as long as Lynne and I have, that isn't such a big deal. She says I'm a more equable bloke now, presumably as a result of the testosterone being banished, so that's a good thing. And let's face it, if the choice is to live happily and fruitfully but monkishly or die randily, it's an easy choice.

If you've read this far, thanks. I'm only at the start of a journey that others have been on for years so I know much less than them, but my tip is this - go for the power of positive thinking, relax and enjoy life - live in hope. I want to do so for many years to come, but if it's only a few years then they will have been filled with good things. And who knows, in five or ten years we may have a treatment to kill this beast.

Later: PSA the day after I finished EBRT was 0.7. More good progress!

In my opening report, I judged my satisfaction with side effects of the EBRT a bit soon, though. I found the effects cumulative. So I needed the support of Imodium intermittently for about ten days afterwards, say two packets of six pills. The effect on my waterworks has not died away, however. Two weeks after EBRT finished, I'd say I'm still up once or twice a night with an urgent need to pee. Also, on the back of our narrowboat during our recent holiday, I was grateful for that sophisticated navigator's aid, the jam jar (to prevent accidents) and the rural (and therefore uninhabited) routes we took! My brother had the same treatment a couple of months ago and was free of the side effects in a month. So I'm hoping to emulate him. Meantime I have a hernia gauze repair op due tomorrow and see my Oncology consultant at the end of June.

Next update late summer.

 

UPDATED

June 2008

 

 

Thought I'd add a few thoughts after seing my oncologist yesterday.

1. If you're going to have a DRE and I guess I'll be having them every three months for the rest of my life, take it from me that to have a little lady doctor with slim fingers and a light touch beats the hell out of some great big ham fisted jerk doing it. I wouldn't say it was a pleasure, but I guess it'll be the closest I get to sex now! It isn't exactly a case of lie back and enjoy it because the position taken is on my left side, but I tell you it is tolerable.

2. Perhaps being told, as I was, that my prostate is now small, soft and smooth and knowing that that my PSA at 0.7 is what my GP called "normal" has made me a bit euphoric but I was able to tell my cronies who asked after my health this morning following my appointment yesterday that I now have a prostate as good as any of theirs and maybe a bit better (except that it's totally useless!)

3. So, I'm feeling very positive. I have every reason to hope for the best. However, the odds are that the PCa will return at some stage, the hormone treatment will cease being effective at some point, metastases will occur and other treatment will be necessary. But, hey, rules were made to be broken and I hope to be an exception to the Partin "rule".

4. I seem to have hit a wall weightwise. I'm aware of the puppy fat in my groin area that's down to the Zoladex and I don't seem to be able to shift that and it looks as though 16 and a half stones (231 lbs) will remain my fighting weight. But I am proving that weight gain doesn't have to take place. Of course, cutting out the red wine medicine would probably take me down a few more pounds, but that would be a bit like cutting off my nose to spite my face.

Cheers!

 

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September 2008

 

 

Just a quick note - August PSA was 0.5, down from 0.7 three months ago. Urologist appointment imminent but nothing to talk about. It's "steady as she goes" - or wait another three months to see if there's any change, up (possible bounce) or further down.

Weight still on target, no covering to the bald patch and no boobs developing. I think I've even detected stirring in the undergrowth during a recent cuddle....Watch this space!!

 

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December 2008

 

 

Just had a further PSA result back. As at December 2, '08 PSA = 0.3, down from 0.5 three months ago. The treatment is working. I'm feeling cautiously optimistic. I see my oncologist next month and urologist in March. I'm sure they'll be as glad I am, as I expect the appointments to be pretty brief!

Only slight fly in the ointment is that my Cholesterol is up at bit: 4.9 to 5.5 in two years - a side effect of the treatment? Probably nothing to worry about, but I'll check it out with my GP later this month.

 

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March 2009

 

 

Just had the result of another PSA test, 5 March 2009. I seem to have hit my personal plateau at 0.30, the same reading as three months ago.

Recently had a another digital exploration which characterised my prostate as small and flat. Just had a discussion with Claire, my excellent PCa specialist nurse about the implications of the PSA not dropping to less than 0.1 (which they call undetectable), as I had secretly hoped. In short, there are no implications. It may be that the PSA number will drop further, or it may rise a bit. Only if it rises rapidly into the whole numbers, 2s and 3s, would they probably vary treatment. Changing the ADT or introducing chemotherapy might then come into play, or possibly consideration would be given to removing the prostate (salvage surgery), which is acknowledged to be risky.

All I can say, with other survivors, is that I feel fine, weight is under control, no serious side effects from the ADT and the PCa is evidently under control.

Life is good.

 

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July 2009

 

 

Another three months have passed, so I've had another PSA test. I had hoped for a third 0.30, but my reading from 19 June was 0.50, back to the level in September 08. This may be a case of "PSA bounce" or it may be a sign that the cancer is less responsive to ADT, possibly becoming hormone refractory.

I've decided to have another test in a month's time before I see my oncologist in August and have my six-monthly DRE. The PSA test and the DRE may reveal which of those alternatives I'm facing. Chances are that nothing will change treatment-wise for some months in either event.

Otherwise, I'm fighting fit and enjoying life.

Another update as soon as I have anything useful to add.

 

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August 2009

 

 

I had a further PSA test on July 23, 2009 to check on whether I was in the midst of a deterioration of PSA readings, implying the possible return of PCa.

In fact, the reading of 0.4, a month after 0.5, the two previous quarterly readings having been my nadir (so far) of 0.3, just illustrates what others have called a "PSA bounce". I'm not sure I'd dignify it with such a grand title, seems to be more of a "PSA wobble" to me!

In the light of the improvement, I'm content to wait three months for a further test.

 

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October 2009

 

 

Another quarter, another PSA test. This time, October 15, 2009, stable at 0.4. Spoke to my Urology Macmillan-funded Nurse (who is very helpful) - no need for a consultation; she'll put me down for a telephone call in six months or so after a PSA test. She expects that I'll take an ADT holiday after three years on the stuff (it's two already) and see what happens. She expects a reading under 1.0 or possibly a bit over. The opinion I had from my Oncologist three months ago (that "there's no cancer down there") seems to be right. I'm feeling increasingly chipper about this disease. The big C now is Cure rather than Cancer - I'm beginning to dream of a normal and fairly long life - and it feels good! And Yet. Here's a sobering tale.

Every few months I've come across a Geordie bloke from Rugby, he walking his Pointer bitch, Tilly, me walking my Pointer dog, Henry, along the route of the former Great Central Railway. Not quite a year ago, just after we'd had the change from British Summer Time to Greenwich Mean Town, we met and exchanged pleasantries. "Yes, I'm fine" he said, "Well, actually, not really. I've got Prostate Cancer.". He was Geason 9, like me, and with about half my initial PSA reading, his was about 32. He was awaiting scans.

"Welcome to the club that nobody wants to join," I said, and pointed out some web sites that might be useful to him, including this one. I also told him that I'd been living with PCa for a year or so. I, too, felt fine.

Next time I met him, he'd been put on trial medication involving oestrogen patches and after adjustments to get the dosage right his PSA had come down to 3. He'd learned that he had mets (broken ribs and one in the spine, but he was unaware of these beforehand) and that his prospects were not good.

After another couple of months, I saw him again with his wife and chatted. He was now finding his PSA rising to 12, then 15. He was using all the pills and potions that are available from health foods shops and food freaks and hoping against hope that he might beat the thing.

He was given chemotherapy. After a while, he was unable to walk the dog any more.

I saw him no more. He was buried yesterday. Graham was a smashing bloke, kind hearted, considerate, compassionate. I had looked forward to comparing notes on PCa for years. PCa didn't kill him. The chemotherapy did. His vein walls collapsed as a side effect. He died at home, with a Macmillan Nurse beside him, in his favourite armchair, but unable to receive further treatment because of the state of his veins. He died peacefully, and, so I am told, in no pain.

I feel so very lucky and so very, very angry at way this awful disease strikes indiscriminately and with quite unpredictable severity.

For Graham's sake as well as my own, I shall stay angry, positive about beating the thing and carry on enjoying life to the full. "Do ya feel lucky, punk?" "Hell, yes, I do"

 

UPDATED

February 2010

 

 

Another quarter, another PSA test, another half year so another chat with my tame oncologist.

January PSA was 0.7 up 0.3 from three months ago. This could be another "bounce" or it may be the start of ADT failing. Only time will tell. So far as I can tell from the Advanced Prostate Cancer website, biochemical failure is regarded as having taken place after three successive increases in PSA, provided that a minimum of either nadir plus two or three is reached, i.e., either 2.3 or 3.3 in my case. I'm a long way from that. It will be August at earliest before I know whether I've had three successive quarterly increases (and maybe not then if I'm in another bounce), but at the implied rate of increase since my nadir, it should be several months after that before the trigger level is reached, if indeed it is reached. I don't see the oncologist again until then. Meantime, three more twelve weekly Zoladex jabs are due to take me through to over three years on the stuff, which will probably earn me a holiday!

Health remains fine - only side effects are loss of libido, hot flushes and about 7-8 lbs of weight gained. No problems, really..

David's e-mail address is: sirenetta@btinternet.com