I have just found this site and feel blessed to read your posts and be part of this. My dad was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer yesterday at the age of 74. My husband, who I met when I was 16 is also terminally ill with acute, chronic heart failure. I'm in shreds and feel guilty because I'm crying not only for myself, but for what I've already been through and what I have to face.. My Dad has been my rock from birth and I always thought he would be there forever. I do cannot bear the thought of him being in pain.
Thank you for reading.