Per SpouseKitty, the condition vexing her is metastastial thyroid cancer. That's when it's gone traveling. There's a specific term for the version that doesn't react to iodine, but I forgot it. The last modifier is if it leaves the neck or not. If so, it's termed distant metastastial yaddayadda. I don't know what to call it if it hasn't left the neck.

A blessing, that'd be what it will be. A blessing.

See, the literature SpouseKitty's found says that distant metastastial thyroid cancer has a poor prognosis. Ten-year survival rate is around fifteen percent.

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On a slightly related note, I met my new mentor at work. I worked with my old one before, so we knew each other for some time. The new one I've met before, but never closer than the grunt-and-wave that makes up guy bonding.

Anyhow, I told him about what's going on - SK's cancer, her inability to walk, disability, Kitten's autism, my mother dying last Christmas and SK's aunt dying a few months ago. (I think I left out my own Asperger's Syndrome and SK's paralyzed stomach.)

Anyhow, he was surprised I'm still standing. I'm not. I don't have a choice.

It's amazing what you can do when you don't have choice.
-Clan Kitty Family Motto