Who knew life could be so cruel. About a year and a half ago I met my soul mate, who had been diagnosed with a GBO in 1999. It wasn't until right before his third brain surgery this year, that we found out it was a grade 4. He is currently on temador for a year, doing radiation for a month, and has to take kepra every day for the rest of his life. But what's after that? This man means everything to me, I want to have children with this man, and have him there to be with me to raise them, but we are not so sure that that is such a good idea, considering two days ago, a "radiologist" said the life expectancy is about 1 1/2 years to 2, 5 years for 4%. I am devastated, however,I feel the same way I ever have, doctors aren't god, and miricles happen everyday. I guess I don't really know what to expect, im clueless, the doctors are very hush hush, and it's crap. He is 31 now, he is perfectly healthy(besides the tumor), and it's just so hard for me to imagine that things are going to go downhill. I don't want to lie to him or myself, or live in denial I really feel like he has to much purpose on this earth to leave it so early, I am holding on to mere faith here.