Hi all,
Back in October last year, my dad was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer that had spread to the Liver and his Lymph Nodes. After learning the stats and facts on Pancreatic Cancer, I knew this day would come.
Last night he spent his last night at home. He's going in to the local hospice today for his end of life care.
Im sat at his bedside now composing this message as he lay sleeping.
Does this ever get easier?
He's a good man, a Catholic man, lived by the laws of the land, married for 32 years, a good father to myself and my sister. Turned 55, on the brink of retirement and gets this hand dealt.
Since the news, it's been bad news after bad news, and each bit of news is becoming harder and harder to take in. I'm 29 and that is of no age to be losing my father. My best friend.
I fear I won't be able to cope I honestly do!
This just is not fair!!