Good news

I had my first post-chemo blood test yesterday and got the results today. They’re good, excellent in fact, with my PSA now at less than one tenth of what it was six months ago. It now stands at 0.049, yet another record low. I’ve got used to walking out of the hospital feeling quite anxious and down but today was very different, I left on a real high.

I don’t know how long my low level of PSA will last and as great as it feels I don’t want to tempt providence. I’ve had my hopes dashed too many times since I was diagnosed just over three years ago to pretend that this welcome situation is permanent. It might be but it might not and, disappointingly, there’s more chance that the PSA will eventually start to rise again at some point. It could go down, too, and might even reach that elusive 0.003 or less that was supposed to have happened after the surgery. That would be marvellous!

For now I’ll be resuming my life and, as the oncologist said, start living with the cancer instead of dying from it. As a start I’ll be dragging myself back to the gym on Friday, the first step in an effort to lose that 20 kilos I mentioned in my last post and all part of my pre-holiday preparations. It’ll soon be summer (not soon enough!) and I need to look gorgeous for the beach, a long shot but you never know. España watch out.