My dad is only 56 and has terminal lung cancer. He was diagnosed in Sept and we never really knew the outcome. He has been through chemo, radiotherapy and now another round of chemo. He was told before Christmas that he had around two months left to live but he kept that to himself. He did tell us that it was terminal but I honestly refused to believe that it would beat him. He is currently in hospital with pneumonia and has only now told us of his prognosis. I just can't deal with it. I don't want him to die and I can't accept that he will. I think that as soon as I accept it, I have given up. He is too young. He has changed so much and it seems to have happened so suddenly. He is my dad and I don't want to lose him. He is not a statistic, he is his own person and just can't imagine him not being here. I don't know whether people think that I'm in denial. Some days I feel quite positive and tell myself that it will all be okay in the end (after death) and some days I can't see beyond the now, the pain and suffering. I am really struggling to come to terms with it all