The Beat Goes On

Met with my oncologist today. The results of my last PSA test came in – a little over 50. Bad news. At this point I’m likely to start a on a new drug, either Zytiga or Xtandi. First, I go off Casodex, and we see if I’m in the 20% of men whose PSA drops (for unknown reasons) after coming off Casodex. If so, we’ll wait until it rises again.

Note there’s nothing magic about 50. The accepted standard of care is that Lupron/Casodex are in failure after the PSA rises for three straight months. By that measure, I have already entered failure. My treatment plan has been different from the norm, because I’ve had so much trouble with depression.

Due to side effects, I’m leaning towards the Xtandi when the time comes.

I’m not sure what I thought I’d feel like when I reached this point. Maybe relief, because I no longer had to deal with the anticipation. Instead I feel mostly nothing. It seems like just another step on the path to death. I don’t mean that in a morose way. Death seems more and more like a natural part of life to me.

 

Oncologist Visit

Met with the oncologist today. My PSA was up about 10% into the mid 30s. He told me that means the Lupron is slowly failing, which is good. He wants to keep me on Lupron (and Casodex) until the month to month jumps hit 20% or my PSA exceeds 50.

At that time we’ll add Zytiga to the regimen and drop the casodex. I thought that I’d be done with Lupron, but that’s not the case. I’ll still get Lupron every month.

I’m a little concerned about going off the casodex, since I feel it was a major factor in controlling the depression. He thinks I just got used to the Lupron. At any rate, if the depression returns, I’ll propose we add casodex back to the mix and see what happens.

I also asked about travel next year, specifically in about seven months. He said there shouldn’t be any problems making the trip, good news!

I’ve started to come to terms with my death likely in under two years. The panic attacks are largely gone and the anxiety is much ore manageable. Interestingly enough, the anxiety and panic is almost always the worst right before I go to sleep. I think I just don’t want the day to end and to officially one day closer to death, but who knows.

A New Phase

Met with the oncologist about a week and a half ago to check up on my PSA. As expected, it went up. I am now officially in a category called castration resistant. What this means is I have, on average, less than 2 years to live. There’s nothing quite like knowing this. I felt like I was dead, but yet still alive to cry and grieve. I’m slowly working my way thru this. Staying in the present is the key. Wondering if my next birthday/Xmas will be my last is bad news. It’s hard to stay in the present, but I’m getting better with the help of my wife.

Latest Results

Just got back from the oncologist. I got mixed/negative news. My PSA is up slightly from before. If it’s up three times in a row, it’s an indicator that the hormone treatment is failing. When that happens, on average, survival times are less than two years.

In the lead up to this meeting I was a mess. My scanxiety was thru the roof starting back around June 11, when I got the last injection. I had no appetite and  lost 5 pounds (not all bad). My energy levels were ridiculously low. The muscles in my back pulsed into and out of spasm. Going to sleep was hard to come by. I made frequent use of xanax and gin and tonics. The oncologist thinks a lot of this is due to the lupron and casodex and how they affect me. I’m off both of them for two weeks starting today and we revisit their use later. I meet with my GP later this week to try to get control of the anxiety and a better handle on what’s causing my lack of energy (he thinks it might be related to my heart attack).

Stay tuned.

More Mixed News

A lot has happened in the last three months. I was anxiously awaiting the results of my last PSA test about 6 weeks ago. Prior to that, my PSA had dropped from 50 to 9 to 5. I was hoping for a 2 or maybe even less than 1. I got a 15. Triple my last score. My first thought was that the Lupron has failed, followed closely by absolute fear. My oncologist told me that this outcome didn’t necessarily mean the hormone treatment had failed, because I wasn’t on the hormone treatment as recommended. Up to now I’ve been taking Lupron every other month, due to the depressions it caused me. The last few months, as an experiment, I’ve taken Casodex, another hormone therapy drug, along with the Lupron. That introduced three side effects. The depressions nearly went away, my hot flashes grew much more frequent and severe, and I developed occasionally significant breast tenderness. The depression remediation was a big win, and with it we decided to switch me to a normal hormone therapy regimen – where I’m on it all the time. My oncologist suggested I start taking Black Cohosh herbs in a capsule for the hot flashes. They’re over the counter and even mention on the bottle that they help alleviate hot flashes. They’ve worked out very nicely for me. Instead of 2-4 severe hot flashes a day, I get a moderate hot flash every 3-4 days. On the breast tenderness front, we have to wait and see. He acknowledged this could turn into a serious problem, but so far it’s manageable.

As I was settling in to this new regime, on June 1 I participated in an Advanced Prostate Cancer Virtual Blogger Summit sponsored by Bayer HealthCare (they were even nice enough to provide a webcam for me). In general I learned that men do a poor job recognizing and communicating the signs and symptoms of advanced prostate cancer. For me personally, I realized I’ve been minimizing the problems I’m having with fatigue and anxiety. Over 85% of men with advanced prostate cancer have fatigue issues, so at least I’m in good company.

I sleep 10-12 hours a day and often need to spend a few minutes recovering from taking a shower. On the anxiety front, I routinely find the muscles in my legs, buttocks, and back totally tense up and are hard to move. Some of that may be all the chemicals I’m taking. It’s hard to figure out what’s causing what.

On June 11 I got my next month’s injection of Lupron, as per the typical regimen. What that really meant to me is that on July 14 I would find out if the Lupron has failed.

My anxiety has been through the roof since then. Many nights I’ve had to take anti-anxiety pills to get to sleep. The muscle “lockups” have been more frequent. I’ve had a few bouts of depression, but have been able to fight them off. I have a ready supply of anti-anxiety pills, but I try to use them only when really  needed. My docs tell me folks build a tolerance to them; and I don’t want to use that up unless it’s absolutely necessary. Last night I didn’t need them, and I’m going to try going to sleep without them tonight.

Despite all this bad news, my life isn’t that bad. Fifty percent or more of the time I feel pretty good. I’m hoping that once I get resolution on Lupron’s status the anxiety will go down, even if the result is it’s failed. Now if I can just get my legs to relax and go to sleep…