Monday I go in for my next blood test. After three months of treatment
free life my urologist wants to update his "State of Your Cancer"
address on Wednesday.

Actually, Dr Lipson, my original urologist, has moved to Boston and
bigger and better things. This test will be interpreted by his PA
(Physicians Assistant) who is a female. No big deal as my PCP ( Primary
Care Physician - I love acronyms), Dr. Potts, is also a female and is
great. Also, no big deal as even I can accurately interpret the
resulting PSA reading. Based on the results I may, however,  have to
update my urological resources.

I've had recent nightmares that feature a hideously misfigured
radiation oncologist leering down at me with his hand on the trigger of
this mamoth pulsing and quivering ray gun while his goolish assistants
handcuff and shackle me to a soaked rotting wooden torture platform
(just kidding).

Here's looking for for ZERO, MY HERO!

The next line of the Subject would be "All A-Glow Again".... NO THANKS!!