We've been up and down the emotional rollercoaster this week. Thursday, we were told that Dad's cancer is localized to the throat only and that he should be better after 3-4 months of chemotherapy. The doctor acted like this was a good thing, so we were relieved to hear that.
Today we were told that actually means 7 weeks of daily radiation, a feeding tube inserted directly into his stomach, permanent damage to his salivary glands, and an increased risk of cancer in the future, I guess because chemotherapy mucks your body up in that respect.
Dad's kind of in shock and they're trying to get a clearer -- or possibly a second -- opinion on all this.
So that's where things stand now.