Did you tell your parent(s) about your diagnosis?

I did not tell my parents and siblings to this date about my diagnosis, surgery and recovery. I didn't want them to worry about me.

I'm impressed but not really surprised that all the comments indicate you all are simply 'doing the right thing' after your careful consideration.
Both each person and each family is unique unto themselves and that's what counts.
Keep up the good work and loving family connections whatever they may be and whatever comes along.

Does your mother live in the same town? If not, I might not tell her based on the personality traits you mentioned. Omission vs commission. I think I would rather beg forgiveness in this case when/if she finds out down the road. Radiation and RP are short term events, and no one knows unless you tell them. Heck we even look normal but somewhat tired while going through these medical procedures and can definitely fake it for a short visit. In the end it is what you feel comfortable living with. I hope for a complete eradication, good health and the pleasure of spending quality time with your mother in the evening of her life. Both of mine passed by the age of 65.

I don't see it in our case, unless perhaps I were very, very sick. I understand different families work differently, but I didn't hesitate to tell my mother about my stage-4 diagnosis (within an hour), and I think my kids would do the same if (deity forbid) they were ever in the same situation.

We've always had good and frank communication, in both directions, and have worked hard to build and maintain that trust.

I'm sure they trust you. You're always there for them, right? You'd do anything for them.
This is not about trust, but it is very much about love.

They may, but they've involved me in a lot of difficult stuff in their lives already, so I'm very hopeful that they keep trusting me.

That was exactly the case with us. When we just married we shared some troubles with our parents and they ended being beside themselves, offering things to help that were impossible to realize and yes, their feeling of "not being able to help" was just unbearable to witness : ( . We ended up comforting them more than they could comfort us and we were worried that one of them would end up with heart attack and one with tremendous anxiety etc. , so from then on we plowed through life without sharing troublesome things. It is painful to witness parent emotionally suffer "because of us".

That is what makes the lie difficult. Our parents love us so deeply that they really suffer, can't do enough to help us, and feel as though they've failed to protect us. Your kids will try to spare you, north, better watch carefully.

When I was first diagnosed with prostate cancer in April 2012 (Gleason 6(3+3); PSA 4.2; localized), I only told my immediate family, siblings (3 brothers and 1 sister), and others who had a need to know.

I didn’t tell my mother. At 92y/o, why worry her about something happening to her son that she could do nothing about? She died peacefully in 2016 at 96y/o never knowing anything about my prostate cancer.

Eventually (in April 2021), I was treated with proton radiation. My journey has been relatively uneventful so, now even with 20/20 hindsight, I’m very glad that I didn’t worry her for no reason.

When is your surgery scheduled : ) ?
Wishing you super successful recovery and full eradication of every single cancer cell : ))) Let us know how it went : )