Hi everyone,
Sitting here shaking like a leaf in my little alcove! I had prepared myself for the worst today, the only way I can cope with things. Dh tumour is malignant and has spread to his liver. They seem hopeful that he has a good chance of survival. We already as Shabby knows have a plan, God I am shaking ...........he has to go into hospital on the 22nd April for the removal of the primary growth in the bowel, he will be in for a week. Then after 4 weeks recovery he starts 3 months of chemo, then depending on scans etc, they will take him to Kings in London where he will have further surgery to remove the 3 lesions on the liver. This is our glimmer of hope, they are all in a part of the liver that can be removed. After that it wil be 3 further months of chemo to make sure there is nothing left. So we have a long long road ahead and I am very scared. We have decided that the children need to know that Dad has cancer and will need an operation and other treatment. We do not want to burden them, but the last three months has been hell with all the appts and secret telephone calls, I can`t do it any longer and am so afraid that one of the kids at school will come out of it, word spreads quickly. My left shoulder is really aching tonight, my turn on Mon to see the consultant about that! Oh girls, I feel so sick and devastated and afraid for the kids and him............