we are now going into dads 4th year since dianosis and for at least 2 years now there have been so many times we have been told to expect the worst it is like continuously being on an emotional rollercoaster. I was 3 months pregnant with my youngest when dad was told he had cancer, when my second daughter was born we rushed their baptisms through so that dad could be there, we have done trips to the zoo taken dad with the girls on the santa express and where possible many other days out and try to have dad over as much as possible with my stepmum for meals, I feel so helpless and it seems like the only thing I can do to try make anything any better, I make soups when he can't eat much and only take the girls to see him when I think it won't be too much but I am seeing someone I love so much fading away infront of me and in constant pain and it is breaking my heart.
I am lucky because my husband has been extremely suppostive as he lost his mum to cancer, I guess I just need to know I am doing everything I can, I feel guilty when I don't see him but sometimes guilty that he should be resting when we do see him.
I have lost other family to cancer but my dad is my dad and I am scared that when it does happen I will fall apart and I can't because my girls need me.
It is a long time since I have slept properly I keep waking up having full blown panic attacks and struggle to breath and the nightmares are just horrible.
I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me because I know I am so lucky to have had my dad in my life for as long as I have and I cherish all the important things dad has been there for in my life, I just don't know how I can keep coping and I feel like I am slowly cracking and breaking.
Everything hurts