Not necessarily today, but in general:
A month ago I posted in the What's Pissing You Off thread about my MIL having throat cancer. As of that post, I had driven my wife up to Van Buren, Arkansas from Dallas, so that she could help her mom with the surgery recovery.
Initially, she was going to be up there for a week, but we knew it might be two weeks, depending on how the surgery went.
First surgery went well. They removed the cells on Tuesday, December 8, and would have the biopsy results by Friday, December 11.
Turns out they got everything on the voice box, but they needed to go back in and remove some cells that were found on the vocal cords. So they scheduled that for Tuesday, December 15. They also scheduled a PET scan for the same day.
On Thursday, December 17, they gave her the results. The surgery got all of the cancer, and it hasn't spread anywhere else. It was a squamous cell cancer sitting on top of the top layer of skin on the vocal cords (in situ), but hadn't invaded past the epithelial layer. The PET scan didn't find cancer anywhere (just the start of emphysema, which isn't surprising in an 81 year old who has smoked since the age of 17).
I drove up on Saturday, the 19th, and stayed there until Wednesday, the 23rd, when my wife and I returned home, the day before my MIL was allowed to try talking again. I spent 5 quiet days with my MIL (insert stereotypical MIL joke here).
She has since gotten her voice back, although she says it's "a little froggy."
So while I am firmly in the "F*** Cancer" camp, my MIL has survived it.