My mother was also treated at Mayo. She had colangiocarcinoma. I was sitting next to my mother when the doctor told her the cancer was terminal. We have two options.
Option one is to treat the cancer with chemotherapy. The second option is to try to have the tumor resected. I should probably mention at this point, my mother was a retired RN after working 30 years at our local VA Hospital. She could handle anything! Anticipating my mom’s answer, the doctor brought the surgeon in. He was brisk, forthrightly, and cut to the chase explaining how the tumor was wrapped around a vein above her liver. He will go in and cut as much out as he can. He will use something like a meat slicer to take out very tiny layers. My mom agreed to the surgery and it bought her ten years more with us. It came back in three places the next time. My mom did chemo for a year before she decided to stop. My brother, father, and I were there the day of her surgery at Mayo. My brother had been there for treatment both times. It was amazing how they all greeted my brother by name, hugged him, and asked him how he’s doing. Not only is Mayo a great hospital, it has the best people.

How are you doing? I hope you are living an amazing life! 🙂