DH had a brain tumour diagnosed and removed 5 years ago. All good. A routine check last year showed that it had grown back. He had an intensive course of radiotherapy which started off OK and got increasingly exhausting. He's now just started PCV chemo. It's horrible ; he's barely been out of bed for 8 days, he's exhausted, he's not eating but I know it's for the greater good.
However, this is not going to get rid of the tumour. When I asked, the surgeon gave a very non - committal (I know, all brains are different) 7-20 years. And obviously, until treatment is finished we'll have no idea how well it's gone. The thought that we might have to go through this again, the uncertainty... I'm finding it so hard at the moment. We have young kids; I'm trying so hard to keep it normal for them but there's no escaping that their dad has been in bed for over a week. I'm just going to have to try and forget the uncertainty, aren't I?