Update guys. He has been diagnosed with a pancreatic psuedotumour. A benign tumour that gives of malignant characteristics or something. Really really rare only 140 cases reported in the UK ever.

Basically, he's not going to die. Fella thinks he has been given another shot at life. He's on heavy steroid treatment and will have to have surgery but he doesn't give a fuck since he wont have to sit his kids down and tell them this is the last christmas he will be spending with them.

I think preparing himself for death and then being told its a mistake and that its benign has invigorated his life somewhat. When he was told it wasn't pancreatic cancer and that it was this 'psuedotumour' his brother was so mad at the medical professionals but Paul (the chap in question) was so happy he just wanted to kiss everyone. Fella was in tears when he told me over the phone he wasn't going to die.

Anyway, suffice to say we are all over the moon with the news. Think the professionals at the Royal Marsden will be using him as a bit of a test subject though since its so rare.

Doesn't detract from the original message though that cancer is indeed a horrible fucking disease and my sympathies to anyone who has been touched by it, including those in this thread.

Peace guys