Great thread....honest and confronting. As folks have said, they sugar coat the arsenic pill, but the reality is, as soon as the pinky pink sugar coated crust is licked off, the same, deadly poison remains. What has irked me most (next month is two years since diagnosis of grade 3 stage 3...so a bee's dick away from the dreaded stage four), I feel all the professionals brush me off, or toss out platitudes such as "Well nobody lives forever) when I have asked for an open and honest opinion of me beating this fuckfest.They rabbit on about "Well there's a blah blah percent of people with your type and stage who are cured. When presses, do they mean cured cured, or five years cured, they admit five years is the benchmark. When I get all huffy and state that five years is not a cure, merely that the can was kicked down the road for another five years, but then will come back into play, they shrug and brush me off. Well F**k a duck!!!. If you're on death row, waiting for the big zap, or getting your neck stretched or whatever, and your lawyer waltzers in and announces "Good news...your death sentence has been revoked...you're still staying in jail, but you'll live doing it.' Well great...not so great if in five or six years, the big wigs arrive with their bunch of keys, let you out of your cell, and march you off to the death chamber to do the dirty. If you protest and wail "But I was told that my death sentence had been revoked!!!" Well toots, that only applied for five years, now it comes back into effect. That prisoner would have every right to feel he or she had been shafted. If the best I can expect is five years, or ten or whatever, the fucking well say so, don't offer me a wilted bunch of petrol station flowers and tell be I will win the jackpot and be cured. Five years is not a cure, it's just a delay in the execution. End or rant.