Father in law had successful surgery, but now we know it's cancer.
Prognosis still TBD.
Next big question will be: Do you want to go through chemo and feel like shit for, potentially, years? Or, live out your last days with a slow decline.
At 88, these are already the bonus years of life.
I think we all need to consider that we will, one day, face our last day alive. That's ok. It's nature doing what it does. Maybe the more we consider it when we are approaching that day the easier it will be