OK, day 5.
What do you want guys because I feel like an arsehole now sitting on the other side of the fence? You want me to keep coming here telling you how great it is and trying to justify and explain how this whole thing is a pelvic floor and prostate issue, or leave the forum for a few months?
I came up with a good analogy on PFS recovery this morning, all my creativity is back so I am on full blast. Just slept 8 hours straight for the first time in 11 months and woke up extremeley refreshed, on Christmas morning. This is the biggest Christmas present I will ever receive.
PFS Recovery Analogy (Don’t laugh)
I see this recovery, and any other PFS recovery for that matter, a bit like trying to start up an old Renault 5 GT Turbo car that just won’t start. I’m not sure if many of you know this car, but it’s a bit of an English ‘rude boy’ or ‘chav’ car. However, it is pretty fast for such a small car and generally looks very sporty, albeit now very old fashioned and frankly a bit shit. It also has one of those dump valve things. Anyway, you get the picture. I’ll let you give it the colour 
So i’m trying to start the damn thing. I give it a push from behind… Nothing.
OK, maybe I need more people to push it to try and jump start (I bit like doing hill sprints every morning for 3 months). So now there’s about 2 people pushing. I think it starts to roll, but the engine is no where near fired up, plus any bumps in the road prove a problem for 2 people. I get a few more people into the equation (broccoli shakes with MACA, 2 drops of nascent iodine, ginger, fresh spring water etc. + high quality fresh frozen royal jelly + fish oil, zinc). The thing is rolling; i mean, it is going along the road, but not by itself, there must be some serious problem with the engine. If i stop the pushing the whole thing is going to stop, it’ll just sit there and rot, get worse. I get even more people to push (competitive squash, working on sleep, systematic weight training (always increasing load like Blunted)). OK, so again the car is moving but no start. There’s now over 10 people pushing the car, plenty enough to make the damn thing tick over and start, but it just won’t do it.
OK, so what else is wrong. I get a dump valve specialist in to take a look at the dump valve. Maybe the dump valve needs to blow through the turbo and clean it out a bit. He checks the dump valve, he said there’s no problems here but there’s some kinks in the pipes preventing anything getting through to the engine and turbo. These kinks are actually causing a myriad of problems for the engine and there is no way you’ll start it without fixing these, no matter what you throw at it. Fair play. I fix the kink in the pipes… BOOM the dump valve blast through the pipes and the engine starts, the turbo kicks in and all of sudden the car flies. Everything works fine. I’m a bit embarressed how cheesy this is, but it’s the best I had.
Maybe the heart example is better.