The heartbreak of my dad losing his fight with brain cancer.

Where to begin, im posting on here because even though iv talked to friends and other family members i still cant pull my self out of the misery of watching my hero and the man when ever iv had problems or done something stupid has always had my back, lose his life to a dam brain tumour. 

The 1st of March is a day forever scorched in my memory, as it was the day my dad complained of having blurred vision and wanted me and my mum 2 take him to hospital, as my dad had just gotten a new pair of glasses we assumed (wrongly) it was just something to do with that, unfortunatley we were wrong and a brain tumour was discovered (we didnt know how serious it was at the time but from the tone of the doctors words we knew the lives of our family were gonna be turned upside down.

   2 weeks after the tumours discovery and after having a biopsy my dad goes back to the hospital to find out the results, what we find out is that he has a tumour on the inside left side of his brain, which can not be operated on and is highly aggresive, we were told radiotherapy was an option but it would not stop the tumour just delay it for a while but would destroy his health in the process ( the specialist advised him not to have it and have a quality of life over lenth of life).

  Even though the doctor advised my dad not to have the treatment, my dad been the stubborn sod hes always been went through with it ( it was meant to be 6 bouts of radiotherapy over a 2 week period), my dad made it through 5 rounds of it but the night before his last one my mum found him non responsive in their bed and rang an ambulance to take him in2 hospital. 

 My dad has now been moved to a butterwick hospice where he is bed ridden, cant talk, has gone pretty much blind and has to wear a nappy because he cant go to the toilet anymore, weve been told he only has weeks at best left as the tumour has spread to more of the brain and the steroids he was taking are not doing much now. it just breaks my heart that in just 4  months since the tumour was found my fit 3 times a week swimming dad who never smoked has become a shell of the man iv known since i was born and it would be kinder to end his suffering now than prolonging it. I know this is long and iv anyone reads this and replys i am truly grateful.

 

  • Hi, I’m so sorry to hear about your dad. You obviously worshipped him.

    My name is Sean, just 5 weeks ago I was given the devastating news that my Cancer had also spread into the brain.. 2 Tumours. I am 49 yrs old. They are inoperable, so I am terminally ill with probably on 2-3 months left.

    I am trying to come to terms with it but it’s very difficult, I have a son who is 26 yrs old and that gets me more than anything..we are more like brothers than father and son.. the thought of missing out on his future is the hardest thing to deal with, even though I have accepted my fate and am kind of at peace with it.

    I had 5 sessions of full brain Radiotherapy and so far so good, no nasty after affects.. i know for me it’s still early days and things may change quickly too.

    I am not religious in any way, but I hope both the love you and your dad shared will help you through this horrible time and remember the great times you spent together as father and son.

    Sean

  • Your story & Rev321's are both terribly sad & I know that nothing anyone says can change what's happening. I hope tho' that being able to tell your stories will help you face whatever comes. Lots of people on this site will have been through your experiences & will understand the trauma of them. I hope some of them will come along to offer whatever support & understanding they can.

    Perhaps it might help to know that you are not alone & that whoever here reads your stories will continue to think of you & send their love. x