island time said...
Pratoman said...
Thanks Allen. You make good points. With that said, Progressing also makes a valid point that there is a fine line between being our own advocates and not being anxious. More specifically, I think being our own advocate, by definition, does require some "preparing". When I say preparing I'm not meaning preparing mentally I'm referring to preparing by gathering knowledge.
It has been very interesting for me to note that while I am quite anxious about this whole thing generally speaking in New York, currently I am spending the winter in Florida, and I am much more relaxed about everything. And as a result while I do think about the possibility that my next PSA , which will be end March when I return to NY, will be a rise, leading to SRT, I don't obsess over it and I am not at all anxious about it. Or at least I don't feel anxious about it. Not sure why that is
I do continue to work on trying to be mindful of the present, not an easy task
It's amazing how this can work. When I left the hospital for the second time with a cath...(I'd been in there 5 days).....I had my friend take me to my boat....instead of my home. I had to be where I felt the most alive...where there was life....as I knew "me". Not as a sick guy....but....a guy who was sick. (big difference)
It's also why I'm looking for another boat. When I'm at my house... I tend to *think*. And thinking isn't good for yours truly. On a boat....it's not at the fore front of my mind. On a boat....things are put into perspective.
I'm sensing your acceptance. (smile)I feel you dude. I'm sitting here right now, on my "lanai", (a term which refers to an outdoor, screened in patio, a term I'd never heard of before coming down here to Florida), looking out at the lake, typing about
prostate cancer. And I'm as relaxed as could be. If I was on my patio in NY thinking about
the possibility of SRT, I'd be reaching for the Xanax bottle. Go figure.