I sadly lost my dad to bile duct cancer on Saturday.
I loved my dad more than anything in this world. He's always been my biggest supporter, and he's been there for me unconditionally through thick and thin. I've always worried I will never find anyone who comes even remotely close to the unconditional love he has offered me and he was the most respectful, kind-hearted, empathetic, all round wonderful man.
His last few months battling cancer were really tough and painful, and I saw him through his worst. I took him to A&E when his symptoms got worse and stayed with him for 3 days because he was in such excruciating, agonising constant pain that I couldn't leave him as the nurses were too busy to give him the continuous care he needed.
After a month of surgeries, multiple organ failure and rapid deterioration, he passed on Saturday. I saw the life sucked slowly from his eyes and body until he was a lifeless mass on his last day. I feel like I tried everything I could to reverse his symptoms and get him over the multiple hurdles, thinking "after this problem is fixed, everything will be fine" but it just got worse. I feel guilty that I didn't do enough and could have done more.
It's been 4 days since he passed, and though I was extremely upset on the day he left us, on the whole I feel very numb and very disconnected. I don't feel anything. I feel like I'm able to function relatively normally and have been cleaning/doing chores all day and now zoning out to watch tv, although I suppose I can't really concentrate. I have definitely withdrawn and have barely spoken to anyone apart from my immediate family since he died. We had lots of family come over to pay their respects and I did find myself having to leave as I couldn't face seeing people and there is a little anger and resentment towards people trying to reach out and offer help, as I just think "what could you possibly do? You don't understand."
It's all very weird and confusing, and intellectually I know that grief affects people in different ways and there's no "normal" way to grieve, but I'm starting to worry that my detachment and numbness is going to make things very difficult down the line.
I also tested positive for covid today which means I can't attend the funeral on Friday. I also have no strong feeling about this - it's almost like my receptors have just shut off all together.
Has anyone else experienced this? Am I a monster?!