Hi all,
I've been reading this forum on and off since my father was diagnosed with kidney cancer in Feb 2017 and I have found it to be a great help. He sadly passed away in June and I am devastated. He had been sick for about 2 years (but wasn't diagnosed for some time, although we all had an inkling). When he was diagnosed we were informed that it was already incurable and inoperable at that stage, and any treatment would just be to slow the spread as much as possible. Watching such an active and energetic man deteriorate in front of our eyes was the most distressing thing I have ever gone through. We had all already gone through so much before he even died, and I felt I had already started the grieving process in a way. He wanted to stay at home and my mother looked after him full time very well, as she has a nursing background. I also was at home often and tried to help as much as I could, and also gave up work when he was getting worse to be at home, but I still feel there are things I should have done and maybe I could have done more.
We were all there with him when he passed-my mother, brother and I. We had a night nurse with us that night (an amazing woman) and she said that he really did have a lovely peaceful passing-and although it wouldn't be much consolation to us right then it would hopefully be in the future. That has already brought me a little bit of comfort, but I'm obviously still incredibly upset. He was on the syringe driver when he went which we were very grateful for at that point as he had a very bad last week with the pain, and his last few days is something I can't get out of my head. I think about him all the time, and at the moment it's mainly remembering him so ill in his bed. If I try and think of him when he was well that's too painful as it was a happier time and makes me so sad to think of the trauma ahead of us we were oblivious to. I also keep dreaming about him which I find very distressing. It's still very recent so I know it's normal to be all over the place.
I loved my dad so much and can't believe I will never see him again. I work agency jobs at the moment, and will be starting in a new post soon (moreso driven by the need to start earning again rather than a sincere desire to get back to work to be honest) which I'm very worried about as I know I'll find it really tough while I'm grieving, and I already have an extremely stressful line of work to begin with even if you don't have personal issues. I know that Dad would have wanted me to get back to a somewhat normal life at the same time. I'm only in my late twenties and I just get overwhelmed when I think of how much he is going to miss out on-he had so many plans for his own retirement, and he'll never meet any possible grandchildren, walk me down the aisle if I get married or share any future achievements with me. I just feel very lost. At times I'm very emotional and overwhelmed, and at other times I just have this deep emptiness. If anyone is currently feeling the same, has gone through this already or can empathise I'd love to know I'm not alone. X
