Or words to that effect. Basically.
My Mum had the results back this week and unfortunately they were not as good as we had hoped. The surgeon had tried to remove all of the diseased tissue, but apparently it went deeper than expected. Which means that in about 8-10 weeks, when she is completely healed from the last surgery, she will have to go under the knife again to get the remainder removed.
However, one light in the darkness is the fact that my Mum did not talk about it having spread anywhere else. Which is a big phew. But other than that: B^%#@%r!