Fourth & Goal May 2022

May 20, 2022, marks the beginning of my prostate cancer treatment. I began taking Bicalutamide TID for thirty days. This chemical starves the cancer cells of testosterone, which encourages cancer cell growth. It also has a long list of side effects, fatigue being one. After the first dose, I slept for hours during the day.

Treatments coming up include a bone scan to rule out metastasis to the spine or pelvis. Then an injection of a potent testosterone inhibitor to reduce the PSA measurements even lower. Following an MRI to map the reduced prostate size for radiation therapy alignment.

Once radiation begins, there will be daily treatments for four weeks, M-F. Following radiation, there will be regular hormonal blocking injections for eighteen months. Although longevity is expected to be better than without treatment, there is no guarantee cancer will not return either in the prostate or typically in the spinal cord.

I am being seen at the VA by a resident, Alex Joseph Gooding along with Dr. Lee, both from Duke Hospital. So far Dr. Gooding has been helpful, however, lacks complete honesty and has advised the Rad/Onc department has no means to convey to patients a written treatment plan. Although Dr. Gooding has agreed to provide his personal rendition in writing, I am shocked at the lack of professionalism for such a life-impacting treatment. Even dentists provide patients with a treatment plan including timing for procedures.

With trust and confidence being considered, I requested Dr. Gooding avoid the use of any team member of Dr. Gingrich from the VA Durham Urology acting on my case. The case against Dr. Gingrich with regards to ethics and legal responsibility continues to be developed and filed with the appropriate authorities.

With regards to diagnosis, the timeline to now has been studded with agonizing patient failures from the VA establishment along with delays caused by poor communication from the VA Urology department and the pandemic conditions of the last two-plus years.

Here is a post I made on Reddit/Army

If you’re a Vet with a prostate, listen up.

I was twelve when my Pop was diagnosed with prostate cancer. He was seventy-two at the time. He endured a radical prostatectomy and went on to live many more years.

That event impacted the rest of my life in so many ways, not the least was I would begin testing my PSA in my early thirties during every annual checkup. In the back of my mind, the thought lingered that my Pop’s history would someday find a roost in me.

Faithfully, each year’s physical included a PSA test. PSA is a method of measuring the possible advancement of prostate cancer. Normally, a PSA number is low, one to three. With age, men’s prostates begin to enlarge, and the PSA tends to increase slowly.

In my case, I began to see three to four PSA readings in my VA checkup. I certainly had enough time to research the most current treatments and outcomes leading to the least lifestyle discomforts.

Being proactive toward physical and mental health is critical for every Vet. If it’s to be, it’s up to me, when it comes to health care is just good thinking. So, my journey began.

As I reached the same age as my father, it became obvious my DNA was not going to be talked out of expressing itself when the PSA reached five. I knew it was time to act. This is when the VA healthcare system began to lose its luster for me.

The latest medical research indicates that an MRI be initially used to define any abnormalities in the prostate and suggest if any cancer cells have spread to bone or lymph nodes. In addition to a diagnostic tool, the MRI imaging is then used to define an area for biopsy for the final diagnosis of cancer. Five years ago, I began asking for an MRI. I was shocked at the response of the VA urology department.

My initial request was literally scoffed at by my VA urology clinic, and I quote: “The VA is socialized medicine. We can’t afford an MRI for you.”

His alternative was we will schedule you for a blind biopsy. When questioned about the invasive procedure and the complications that can arise, I was left with a take it or leave it solution. I chose to leave it and search for a better solution.

Fast forward five years and this is what I have been able to do to vastly improve my cancer outcome. I started by persisting in getting an MRI, which required convincing another department to order it. The urology department responded to the results on my health chart with a short note stating that “he was offered a biopsy multiple times and declined.”

It was time to stand my ground. Through internal messaging, I began requesting to have my file transferred to another VA facility, while at the same time requesting a transfer to Community Care.

Following the initial transfer decline and two years of persistence, I received notice of Community Care acceptance. I would now be seen at one of the best US cancer clinics. Suddenly, the care I needed was being covered by the same system that refused to listen to my requests and put me through years of unnecessary suffering.

In conclusion, when it comes to prostate cancer treatment, the VA may not be the best treatment choice, however, by being persistent, Vets have the ability to take some control over their treatment outcome. The latest non-invasive treatment for localized prostate cancer is HIFU, a high-intensity focused ultrasound. The accuracy of treatment is considered a “cure”. It is an outpatient procedure with little to no side effects.

Prostate cancer is often overlooked due to the symptoms not showing up until after a metastatic spread.  If your father had prostate cancer, your probability is very high. If you have not had a PSA blood test and you are over 50, request one.  Stay safe. You’re worth it.

Back to the VA

I was seeing Dr. Robertson at Duke for a possible HIFU treatment. Following an MRI/Ultrasound overlay biopsy, a Gleason 8 score excluded HIFU as an option, due to the score alone.

When he referred me to Dr. William R. Lee at Duke for a radiation consult, I was returned to the Durham VA facility as Dr. Lee has hospital privileges at both Duke and the VA. Understandably, it is less expensive for the VA to use his services there. I found him to be knowledgeable with a fair amount of bedside manner. He does have an inflated ego for his importance and lacks humility in patient communication.

This process of treating my cancer feels like the football adage, fourth and goal. I have added anything is possible and everything is on the line. Stay tuned.

The Dawn of NFT art by James Wm Frank

With the advent of NFT minting, I began to create graphic art posts for the Ocean See platform. I was required to establish a cryptic wallet and buy Ethereum currency.

The cryptocurrency market is volatile with massive swings in value at this time. My goal is to create and mint over one thousand NFTs in several categories including the Mary Boleyn Hospice Foundation Inc.org. This is in timing with the annual CF awareness month of May.

Here are a few examples of favorites at this time.

Another successful trip around the sun & love to Ken & Mary Elizabeth Christopher

Metaverse, NFT’s, Decentraland, dAPPs, blockchain, cryptocurrencies, Open Sea, wallet, dashboards, Covid-19, corporate buyout, pitch deck, body build, help the most around the world. Personal development, change, asking better questions, learning more of what I don’t know, understanding self, facing fears, staying in the now, defining intimacy, exploring the existentialism of death.

These are some snippets of what I have thrown on the wall while making some semblance of where I am at this time in the universe.

NFT Minted on Open Sea 2022https://opensea.io/assets/0x495f947276749ce646f68ac8c248420045cb7b5e/6789577114579760123006053497339153147295769668730186707121067491401769418753/
Metaverse Post

First the exam, then the lesson

Ken Christopher made his transition on March 27, in a hospice unit of Grand River Hospital. Ken had a profound impact on my life. From introducing me to Peak Performance and the Phoenix Seminar to years of mentorship in developing a global Amway business, Ken, along with Mary Elizabeth became lifetime friends and confidants.

I remember sitting in the house on David St, in Elora, ON, and reading Success Magazine. Somewhere in the back advertising space was an ad for Brian Tracy Learning Systems in San Diego, CA. It listed a toll-free number. It occurred to me that perhaps I could sell Brian’s training material in Canada.

Brian’s sales material had come into my life by way of one of my sales reps at Lambda Crystal. A well-skilled sales rep gentleman out of Toronto, named Keith Howard, had loaned me a bootleg set of sales tapes by an unknown speaker.

Keith had been a senior buyer for People’s Jewellers in Canada, and also helped me design and buy a diamond wedding ring set for Molly McGregor – paid $7500, valued at $15,000. The tapes Keith loaned to me were on the Psychology of Selling. I transcribed a twelve tape series on my first laptop during a Montreal Gift Show in a gorgeous hotel in a Montreal suburb in the Quebec lake area, circa 1989.

After applying some of the skills I learned from those tapes, I increased sales in the subsequent gift shows that year by four and five times previous results – from $40,000 to $200,000 in the fall Toronto Gift Show. Molly did the same in Edmonton. The process invigorated Lambda Crystal and sparked 40% growth, year-over-year for many future years.

I learned Brian Tracy was the lecturer on those tapes. Shortly thereafter, I saw a set of tapes on my brother, Mike’s, bookshelf, still in the saran wrap. it was called the Psychology of Achievement on twelve tapes, by Brian Tracy. I borrowed the tapes and began to digest the material back on David St. in Elora.

I remember well the day I sat by myself, listening to those tapes and answering a set of questions, Brian posed, on finding a major definite purpose in life. One question was if you only had six months to live, what would you do? I remember thinking what if it was six hours, what would I do? My immediate answer was that if I was not with my loved ones, I would get to them as fast as possible, or call. It then occurred to me that if that is my value, why am I spending so much time away from my family to build my businesses?

Now back to the Success Magazine and the Brian Tracy Learning Systems. I gathered the courage to call the San Diego office to determine if I could get some Canadian rights to Brian’s material. I spoke to a sales manager. He told me that if I wanted to learn about Brian’s material in Canada, I should contact a guy by the name of Ken Christopher, who lived nearby in Kitchener/Waterloo. I soon called the number given and spoke to Ken for the first time.

Ken introduced me to the Phoenix Seminar by Brian Tracy as a corporate training tool. What separated Brian’s video-based, facilitated, workbook and audio program from other corporate training I had seen was its conciseness, duplicatable, multi-person approach to building the person to foster a more self-aware employee.

I went on to form one of my corporations to sell the program in Canada to corporations, Performance International. I sold over 40 programs and facilitated groups of attendees, including my daughter Mary and step-children Miranda and Michael.

Incorporating the personal development journey throughout my life has been a major focus and joy.

Ken & Mary Elizabeth as change agents

Ken & Mary Elizabeth with Molly & me in Hawaii, Kauai

One day I was at Ken & Mary Elizabeth’s on Beachwood. I noticed a box of Double X on a counter. I had heard of Double X as the Cadillac of vitamin supplements. I asked Mary Elizabeth where I could buy some as I was already taking a daily supplement.

She said to me, that depends. Do you want to pay retail for wholesale for it? I retorted that I avoided retail as much as possible, being in the wholesale giftware business. She said I can get these for you at wholesale. And, that’s how I became an Amway distributor, sponsored front-line to a Diamond.

Not long after, I sold a line of crystal giftware into the Canadian Amway catalog and went along with the Christophers to tour the Amway head office and factory facilities in Ada, MI. As a manufacturer, I was very impressed with their technology, distribution warehouse, and the enormity of their manufacturing capability.

I was there when Ken & Mary Elizabeth made the decision to join Network Twenty-One in Grand Rapids. Molly & I went on to become Q12 Platinum producers for five years running and were recognized in the top 25 Platinum producers in North America repeatedly.

Our business stretched into seven countries and I, along with a couple of close friends helped launched Amway India, but that’s a story unto itself.

Looking back over fifteen years of developing business with Ken & Mary Elizabeth brings only smiles of joy. They lived with us in Fergus while they were between houses. We drove together to Florida many times for seminars and to visit them in their Bradenton house on the golf course.

I am unable to count the weekend seminars we went together to. The weekly open seminars we developed together in several Ontario cities. The hours we spent with them along with other N21 leaders. Whenever Ken & Mary Elizabeth needed our help, Molly & I were the first ones to volunteer to help out. They poured their lives into ours and we poured our lives into theirs. It was always a win-win relationship.

Sayings from Ken. This too will pass. If anybody can do this, you can. You are looking for the people who are looking for you. Never leave the people who don’t need you. Always arrive early and stay late.

IBID

Hey, my friend. Some good news. The VA has agreed to cover all my costs to an outside urology clinic, Southside Urology, Danville, VA. They specialize in Prostate conditions.  2. New peer-reviewed study to American Urology Conference has a urine test out of the UK, 94% as accurate as biopsy for benign and aggressive cancer presence. Also, Mary & I have a local, black, female, famous bodybuilder coming to our home gym each week to work out with us, keep us responsible, and motivated. That has been a dream of mine for a long time. 

Hoping to receive my booster soon. Then home to Canada.

Love ya lots. Love to all, Arun & Rose.

For now, James & Mary

Message to Punkaj

Hey Pankaj;


As we all prepare for the circle of life

There are two things our minds can control

The thoughts that we think to remain in the now

And an attitude fresh from the soul


That’s a little diddy I made up while on my two-mile trek every morning at the nearby nature trail. Some jogging up the hills we lovingly named Agony & Heartbreak. Mostly fast-paced walking – about 4700 steps. We have been at it for some time. Having a local fitness trainer – Veronica coming tomorrow to start some accountability. Mary is eagerly participating. 
I think about the newest rise in the Covid situation and ask the universe to look after you. I hope all is well with you, Arun and Rose.


As a follow-up to my question regarding PSA 13, I have recently received the results of an MRI, which I attach. As it looks very possibly like early prostate cancer, still encapsulated, it does show elongated abutment to the prostate wall. My next understanding needs to be my options for post-biopsy. The steady rise in PSA, in the absence of other symptoms, is enough to nudge me toward some pro-active measure of radiation or otherwise. I would rather not be even a few years older facing this, and a 10-year longevity window if left untreated is not an option. Every other health measure on me is not only WNL but felt by….only a few. 


On another note, the new launch of Rapidgo Driver is hours away. One of my coders has been struck by Covid in Pakistan, and I am waiting on one last link to connect everything. I attach the pitch deck created by my friend in India. I saw Uber’s first pitch deck when they were asking for not much more than we are, pretty funny looking back to 2007 marketing. 
Stay safe, my friend. The world needs you.

Love ya lots!

James & Mary

10,000 Steps

People often ask what they thank their younger self for. Today, I am grateful for all the times I put on running shoes and went for a jog on a regular basis. The memories of running the streets of Guelph, Elora, Fergus, Oakville, Bangalore, India, Calcutta, Berlin, Germany, Istanbul, Cairo, Hong Kong, Taipei, Vancouver, Montreal, Halifax, and more.

After reaching my seventy-third trip circumnavigating the sun, I am proud to say I have put on my running shoes again. I look forward to my ninety-year-old self thanks me for what I am doing each day now. I am proud of myself.

Shadows on the run as I begin again and jog every day possible.

Launch of Last-Mile Mobility

Look for the positive in every situation and in every manner possible. Recently, I struggled for anything positive in the current events of my life. Two aha moments occurred. One, I realized that by simply now knowing about the possible reconning, I had power. I no longer had to guess what was happening. Two, I realized that it was now in the past and any future impact was up to me. It provided enough insight and stimulus to my renascent attitude of begin again.

As I reflect on the past year, I am encouraged and impressed with my achievements. I await the completion of the latest pitch deck creation by Vash. His synthesis of my manifestation for Rapidgo Driver’s financial model has been both exhilarating and vindicating. Having a complete pitch deck to send to potential family office investors will be a game-changer.

I now feel there is something really important to write home about. Just over twenty-four months ago I launched Rapidgo Driver as a corporation and website. The transition has been nothing less than amazing.

An idea developed from, “finding drivers for Amazon type delivery companies” through, “creating an app for Rapidgo.ca and its drivers” to adding a Delivery Driver Directory, to adding a food menu app to include drivers, to software as a service with in-app ads, cross-app ads, adding market analysis of last-mile delivery, to “First-party platform solutions for Last-Mile Mobility.

Describes Rapidgo Driver advantages to Uber Eats, Postmates, and Instacart Drivers for using the only First-party Platform Solutions for Last-Mile Mobility

A focus of mine has been to develop the Mary Boleyn Hospice Foundation Inc. Included in the financial model for Rapidgo Driver are contributions from profits to be donated to the Foundation. My hope is that Clara will someday be part of that story.

Change Your Habits to Change Your World

When you find yourself, dragging yourself, kicking and screaming in the direction of a goal you know damn well is good for you, get excited, you are breaking an old habit that blocks your road to happiness. Focus on the glow of how the better results feel and push through. The new habit will prevail with less pain of discipline.

Why do I struggle is, as always, the wrong question. Like, why do bad things happen to good people? The question should always be what am I going to do about it? Always go to where people are helping because there you will find hope.

Seventy-Two

Today I reach the end of my seventy-second year and begin my seventy-third. My best friend and lover sleeps. I habitually write.

My Pop was this age when I was twelve. That’s right. Pop was sixty when I was born. In today’s coronavirus world, he and I could be sacrificed for the survival of younger generations. Times have not only changed, but there is also now a paradigm shift like none other in recent history.

Examining the past to find direction for the future seems to fail to provide answers today. There are those who dwell on the past as if repeatedly revisiting it will somehow bring solace to their anxiety of fear of failure and loss. Especially, in times of crisis, MY go-to for peace of mind is hope for the future and gratitude for the present. How else can you leave the woodpile higher than the way you found it?

I enjoy having huge, scary goals. Especially the ones when I hear some parenting message in my head asking sarcastically, what makes you think you can do that, kind of goals. Putting my focus on where I am headed not only gives me a path to follow, it examples for others the confidence they need to define their vision for their future. As is often announced by elders, be the example you want to see in the world.

Which brings me to this incredible day. Grateful, I am, for having my health, being safe, loved and in love, and other than some inconveniences, having the best days of my life so far.

Indeed, this comes with some reflection and evaluation of the present moment. My last sibling brother passed very recently. My only child was taken by Cystic Fibrosis a couple of years back. That puts this birthday as somewhat special for the memory banks. No immediate family member will ever call to wish me a happy birthday. This is not a lament, simply an observation. By now, I have folks from far off continents remembering and sending birthday greetings out of love and respect, rather than obligation.

Happiness can be so relative. Mostly, the word is associated with an event that brought some feelings of bliss. But how often have you been able to say day after day, I am the happiest I have been in my life? For me, living the dream is not a trite message of contraire. Several times each day I find myself requesting a cosmic pinch to question my reality.

Before you find yourself muttering, lucky you, I remind you of a line by the Rock in a recent movie. His childhood friend remarked that he had been much less physically fit in high school and asked how he had gotten so buff. His answer: I worked out 6 hours a day, seven days a week, for the last thirty years. As we all learn in life, it goes Dream, Struggle, Prize and the Struggles provide the contrast needed to verily give contentment to the prize.

As the world resolves the latest crisis, a previous world will slip into repeated sound bites. Rapid change is inevitable. Bills Gates book 1999, Business at the Speed of Thought comes to mind. The elders who have learned to embrace accelerated change may be the thought leaders of today and as well, the encouragers for the current arriving generation.

Be safe and responsible for yourself and others.

Happy Birthday to me! Seventy-two successful trips around the sun.

Your friend in life.

Mary Virginia Bitner nee Frank

It has been a good ride. This is me waving to you. Love you forever!

This post is to celebrate & commemorate the abundant life of my sister, Molly (Mary) Virginia Bitner (nee Frank). As Molly was seven years older, she contributed to much of my toddler years while Mom (Nana) worked. Throughout my life, my sister was a standard of hope and strong continuity.

Throughout her life, her family came first. She was a saint to care for our mother for decades in Raleigh. Along with Nana, Molly was the most gleeful when surrounded by her grandchildren.

When my sister drew me back from Canada to NC in 2013, her first mission was to coerce me into driving her to Wilmington and the ocean. Molly was very connected to universal consciousness and knew the importance of grounding during intensive life changes. I will miss her every day for the balance of my life. I will add stories to this posting over time. Please leave messages below.

Molly was all about “circling the wagons” as a family. When my daughter, also Mary, was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis, my sister was there to understand the seriousness of the diagnosis and insisted we would conquer this together.

When I told her several months ago that I had created the non-profit Mary Boleyn Hospice Foundation Inc., she responded, I wish I had the strength to help on this project. I promised her a permanent foundation remembrance for her legacy.

For those wanting to donate to the Foundation in Molly Bitner’s name, please follow the link below to celebrate Molly’s life with the gift of a Thumbs Up TaDa mug to a friend or family member for a “boisterous celebration of achievement” moment. One of Molly’s memorable praises to all her grandchildren was always, you get two “atta girls or atta boys for that.

Services are on Friday 12/6 at 1 pm at Lifepointe Church North Raleigh.

Here is a collection of photos from an archive with numerous stories and descriptions. Many more to follow.

Molly was the nickname that stayed with her for her entire life. She was named Mary Virginia Frank at birth.

Molly lived for her children and grandchildren. That is all she talked about most of the time.

Fact about Molly. She hated, yes, loathed to fly. When my Molly McGregor was diagnosed with cancer, my sister flew to Toronto, Canada and to Guelph to help out with the accounting of Lambda Crystal Inc. I knew of another time that she flew with her husband Dick and left fingernail marks in his arm from squeezing.

I know she also flew with Heidi to a physician in the midwest who helped with Heidi’s ailments.

This was at a family gathering in Stow, Ohio. Mom (Nana) Molly, Mike & James

When I returned from Canada in 2013, my sister Molly told me I needed to go to the beach to relax and check-in with the universe for grounding after a harsh separation.

This cupboard followed my sister around her entire life. My Pop & I made this cupboard when I was about 8 years old. I remember having to crawl inside to attach the drawer slides. I remember Molly having this in their Stow house in the kitchen. Molly had the top drawer full of very carefully sorted coupons. She was the queen of coupons. She raised her kids on a limited budget by carefully spending the earnings she & Dick could muster up. The cupboard ended up in Kari’s house. Live on!

After Molly had a stroke she was in several nursing homes. This was a dining room in one. She told me that day that she was tired. Because we talked about the future, I pointedly asked her if she was ready for a new adventure? She said yes. So I said let’s take a picture of you waving goodbye to this one and on to the next adventure. She loved it and asked me to hold her head up so we could see her face. God love her.

You may not see it, but brother Mike is being told not to make “horns” behind Molly’s head. Mom was always telling us boys to “settle down”.

Fun fact. Dick & Molly went to Florida with me to a network marketing convention, circa 1991-92. She was not impressed.

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