My life is such a strange affair my husband had a craneotomy in which they removed 95% of the tumor .His operation was the 15th of November he came out on the 17th unable to wash shave dress and shower. I have parkinsons disease  and he was my carer .Life day to day is hard for me I understand the diagnosis but he thinks the chemo and radiotherapy is to kill the 5% i am glad in away but when he talks about our future retirement plans I find it difficult to keep from crying .I tell him he must go to bed for a sleep so that I can cry and rage at the world.Christmas seems wrong but grand children need  Santa. Does anyone out there feel the same ? Thanks Di