It's Positive, But We're Optimistic

So after the appointment yesterday with the urologist, I'm feeling a bit better about my dad's prognosis. It sounds like they caught the cancer early enough, and his chances of curing it are "greater than 95%." He needs to decide which form of treatment is best for him, and they all have their side affects. Still, when it comes to life or death, I'll take the side affects.

On a more selfish note, I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed and brain-overloaded right now. Because I was the only other person in the room, everyone else (siblings) is asking me stuff. What is the doctor like? Does she seem "good?" Should dad get a second opinion? What do you think he should do? What do you think he'll end up doing?

I really don't know. I'm not a cancer expert. And I'm not dad.

I know dad will do what's best for him, whether it's seeking another opinion or not or getting the surgery vs. the radiation or if he feels comfortable with his dr. or not. We can give him all the opinions we want, but in the end, it's up to him. And it should be up to him.

I know everyone of us means well. We just want the cancer gone, because none of us are ready to face life without him.