I'm sorry, Rain. These last few days were like a rollercoaster and I was not in the mood to write in here.
The oncologist decided to stop all treatment against the cancer because there was not a visible improvement. He said that there was no point in continuing.
My father told him that he feels better which, don't get me wrong, is completely insane. I'm delight that he feels fine, but I guess that we have different definitions of "fine".
Now we're waiting for the appointment to have a tomography of his brain done, but it will probably be a month before we have the results.