I lost my mum 5 months ago to secondery bone cancer. We only got 10 months and she died 5 days before my 40th birthday. My mum was my world, my best friend and my anchor. The end was so bad and she got so sick, we managed to get her home but the last 3 days were so bad and they never got a handle on her pain. I lie awake at night back there at her side watching her in so much pain, crying out for us to help and we had to watch qnd wait for the district nurses sometimes taking hours. I hear her voice and see her face and I can't breathe with panic. I try to push it out but it's like I'm back there, I remember everything, those last moments that people say you will be grateful for just fill me with absolute devastation and heartbreak. Wondering how we could have said the words that it was OK and goodbye and what she must have been thinking. Everyone looks to you to move on but along with the total sadness is this torture of recalling all of the pain and it is all I can remember. Is this something that happens? I miss her so much it's undescribable, I'm not the same person I was.