It was almost a year ago that I told you I had just found out I had prostrate cancer. Last fall we headed off to Mexico knowing that we were taking an unwelcome guest with us but when we came home in the spring it would leave us forever.

And that’s exactly what happened.

As you will recall, I had the operation on  April 4 and was told a couple of days later that they felt they had got all the cancerous cells. At my 3 month checkup they told me my PSA level was “negligible”.  Yesterday I got the 6 month results and they are, once again, negligible. Nice word. Tough for me to spell, but feels good to say it.

Just an aside, if you look back at my posts from last fall. the words prostrate and cancer are both capitalized, but look at them now.

Now to the point of this post.

This is a “blue sky” story only because on a pretty regular basis, I have had my prostrate checked and because of that my doctors discovered the problem while it was still a small one, and because of that it was dealt with.

It’s kind of a combination of good luck and good management. And you can have them both working for you too. If you, like me, are getting a teeny bit older every day, then maybe you too have to start looking after yourself.

Think of a PSA test on your body like getting the oil changed on your car.

Just call it Preventive Maintenance.

It’s early Sunday morning after a crazy busy week.

Marilyn was gone to Edmonton to catch up with her mother and sisters and as of yesterday, she is now back. We are united again. She was only gone 4 or 5 days but the dogs and I certainly missed her..

Not that we had a lot of time: My schedule for the week was go to work for a few hours, come home and have a snooze. Over the course of the week I was able to crank the time at work up from 3 hours on Tuesday to 7 hours yesterday. And yesterday after the seven hours at work I even passed on the snooze. I did sleep well last night though.

Our life at this point is divided into two. In the winter we travel where ever we choose, and in the summer we are back here in southern Ontario and I am at Sicard RV selling the odd RV. I am extremely lucky I  love both halves of my life. It’s a great mix. In the winter I spend my time talking to RV’ers for fun. In the summer I spend my time talking to RV’ers for fun and profit.

For the next couple or three days though I get to enjoy everybody’s favorite part of working. I bet we all agree on this one, that’s called days off.

Generally though I’m feeling good, my strength and stamina are coming back, my plumbing is working a little better every day. I am certainly “on the mend”. In the short term I look forward to lots of long walks. The doctor tells me there better not be any runs or bike rides in my future for the next month or so. Somehow he knows my bike needs to go into the shop for a good tune up anyway. After that though, let the second childhood (or is this my third?) begin.

Good talking to you. Thanks for the read