This really strikes close to home for me. In 1982 I was on a hunt outside of Iran,Texas when the rancher came to camp to tell me I needed to call home now. Dad answered and told me he was getting operated on the next day for throat cancer and just wanted to talk a little before he had to go through it. Although I had rode out with a friend I told him I would come home. In typical Dad fashion,he wouldn`t here of it. He said me being there would`nt change a thing. When I told the rancher He immediately offered his truck so my friends could stay. When I told him what my Dad had said He said he would have said the same thing. I guess all dads are like that. He lived through it and bladder cancer a few years latter. He told me you just have to be tough and let the medicine do what it`s supposed to do. Stay tough,get well and if theres anything I can do don`t hesitate to call.