Very sad days here.
DF was diagnosed with advanced cancer in Jan after nearly succumbing to kidney therapy in Nov.
He's had chemo. Which hasn't worked. Apparently didn't have the best of odds for ever working as his cancer wasn't found until it was advanced and very large.
He's not being offered an operation. It's too dangerous. Even palliative surgery to reduce the size isn't an option.
He's undergoing radiotherapy. He doesn't think it's working and it's only palliative if it does.
He's in a lot of discomfort because of where the tumour is.
His oncologist has given him a prognosis of 'months'.
It is going through my head again and again the things he can't do. The fear he must have of the pain getting worse, things progressing. Leaving people behind. I have no actual idea of how he can even begin to cope with it.
He is though. He's getting angry a bit, but I understand that. He's thinking practically about things.