A couple of weeks ago we learned my father had prostate cancer. He had some imaging tests and it has definitely spread to his lymph nodes and appears (but not 100% definitely confirmed) to also be in his bones in two places. It's not great news.
At this stage, their are treatments that can slow/reduce the presence of the cancer, but it cannot be 'cured'. He'll have it until he dies, whether because of the cancer or whether something else gets him first. Apparently there is a 29% 5-year survival rate with Stage 4 Prostate Cancer, so we may have lots of time. These things suck no matter what, and the timing is always terrible. He's in California and I'm in Tennessee; I can't just pull the kids out of school to go see him; but if he were to pass before we make it out there (maybe Christmas) I'd feel pretty bad about it.