Hi everyone
to me cancer was that dreaded disease that happened in other family's I managed to go through life up till my 43rd year without being touched personally. My lovely kind and gentle friend I made when my son started school was in remission for breast cancer I did not know her when she fought it. After 6 years of close friendship we discovered it had returned and she had terminal brain cancer. I looked after her, it was her wish to die at home and 3 months later she died at home peacefully in her own bed. my friend and I laughed when we could throughout her journey. After wards I felt so guilty why her her family could not cope I became her rock or her Angel as she called me. I knew if it had been me my family would have wrapped me in love and support. It took many years to forgive myself for living. last May we discovered my dad has prostate cancer. I'm a dads girl. Secretly I'm very afraid outwardly I'm positive and supportive of dads needs. In January my aunt, dads sister passed away suddenly then 2 days before her funeral we discovered my nan, dads mum was diagnosed with terminal liver cancer. My parents and I nursed nan at dads house till she passed on the 13 March I was with my nan when she passed.
we have found out several weeks ago dad has another Tumor in his prostate he has had another more invasive biopsy a week ago. My dad feels sick all of the time and looks so sad I want to help him but can do nothing but love him I know I will cope with all that is needed of me but inside the thought of dad going through what my friend and nan went through is terrifying