Hi everyone,

I live in the UK but I am originally from Greece - I last saw my grandpa in August 2018 and he wasn't too well, we weren't aware he had cancer as doctors were positive and said he was fine, nothing to worry about. Grandpa was 92 but very healthy and he only had an operation back in 1965 for something not cancer-related.

Fast forward to October 2018, he had shortness of breath and before we knew it doctors argued about what's wrong with him. Turns out he has some rare kind of cancer that causes his lungs to fill with fluid and he was in a lot of pain/suffering. The doctors had to drain the fluid but it'd fill up again.

And before I knew it, within 3 weeks he was gone. There was nothing to be done. Operation/chemo out of the question as he was really old.

I know he was old, it'd happen eventually, but not like that. Not with doctors reassuring us that it was fine when something was clearly wrong (he was unwell for 4-5 months before his death). Not with me being away in a different country and not even able to to go to his funeral because I had to bloody work. and while my job was quite understanding, i expected some sort of compassionate leave thing arranged so i could least go to the funeral...suppose i should have asked, but i was so lost.

when i went home for christmas i couldn't bear the empty chair at the christmas table, it is so unbearable and painful and grief strikes me now at random times when i'm doing other things.

nothing to say here, i guess, it's just, i wish i had more time, i wish i took more photos with him, but i naively thought he'd live forever. stupid, i know.