Two and a half years later....

Well two and a half years have passed, and Miller has been poked, prodded and examined by decades of doctors, specialists and alternative practitioners. He is still hanging on, but he has become hormone refractory, where the androgen deprivation no longer works. This means there is essentially nothing conventional medicine can do for him. We need a miracle, if there is such a thing. And we will try alternative methods of fighting this dis-ease. Meanwhile, we married on November 27, 2010, and moved to Costa Rica in 2011. We have been living our lives as if this thing were not hanging over our heads, and we have had as much fun as is humanly possible since we arrived here. Every day "it" interferes some way with that fun, but Miller's cheerfulness and good nature rise above "it", and lifts me along with it. He remains cheerful and believes he will get well. And while I don't ultimately subscribe to that belief, I bite my tongue and clear my mind to try to intake some of his positivity. God love him! He is a wonderful soul. And if I've learned one thing from this whole experience, it is the power of positive thinking. And the strength of inner hope.