Richard Simmons on Whos Line

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Here we go again...

The results of my dad's PET scan are finally in.  Well, they were in last week, but the doc refused to even hint to my folks what they were, and so my dad jittered through the entire weekend.  I am SO glad I wasn't there, because I have to tell y'all, my dad drives me nuts under normal circumstances, but my dad when he's dealing with the unknown, and thus nervous, twitchy, and irritable is enough to send me for a bottle of tranquilizers.  I love him, but he pushes all my buttons.  Twice.

So, anyhow, today they went to meet with the oncologist to discuss the results.  He has the same cancer again.  But as stated before, it is at the very beginning stages, hasn't really grown, etc, etc.  Okay.  However, he has a red spot behind one of his collarbones that they don't know what it is, and its too small to biopsy.  So, they want to wait two months, and do another PET scan and see where to go from there.  They also want Dad to consider surgery.

My dad is 84 years old, and while he's doing okay, he's not in exactly ideal condition for such extensive surgery.

Thing is, he can't do chemo and radiation again.  They burned his lung with the last round, and it would possible cause more harm than good this time.  I'll probably call the Blonde Sister later to see what her take on this is, because she went with them.  I know my mother tends to gloss things over, because she doesn't want me to worry.  Funny, she  should really know better.  I worry more when I sense things being kept from me "for your own good."  Because it never is.  

Anyhow, we'll know in two months.