I was diagnosed with Gleason 9, at the tender age of 54, here I am ten years later, with a current PSA of 0.4, and no plans to meet St Peter any time soon.
All of us on this site know how terrible it is to be diagnosed with PCa (Prostate cancer), and how difficult it is to talk things through with our wives and sweethearts.
The best advice I can give you, is accept that you have had a shock and don't beat yourself up about having to make quick decisions, this cancer, ever G9 isn't that aggressive, you have plenty of time to take stock of your emotions, read and research as much as you feel you need to know, and then in a few weeks time, when the emotional dust has settled, and the results from your bone scan are through, you will be able to decide what treatment option you prefer.
We try to live by the dictum that 'I've got cancer, but cancer hasn't got me'.
Right at the moment, I am giving far more thought to how I will keep the grandchildren amused at half-term holiday, than I am about my next stage of cancer treatment. Life is for living, since diagnosis I have been blessed with grandchildren and wonderful holidays, Amsterdam, Corfu, Malta, Tenerife, Madeira, Toronto, even a week in Penzance.
So cheer up, you can have lots of fun and live many years with a Gleason 9 diagnosis.