My Dad lost his battle at the end of October 2019, I feel so much guilt for the way he died. The pain he was in at the end. I was there until the very end, holding his hand and trying to comfort him in the hospice. He was screaming in agony over his broken spine and that was unbearable and it is now the most vivid memory of my Dad that I have. Every time I think of him all I can think of is him begging me to get a gun and put him down. His cancer was a cancer of unknown primary that had spread to his eye socket and several places in his spine. My Dad died 5 days after we were told to prepare ourselves. Its coming up to 4 months since it happened and I am still not ready. My son was born a month after my dad died, he has a heart condition and my wife and I spent 2 weeks of the Christmas holidays in hospital, our two little girls 6 and 8 had to spend half their Christmas break without us. Its all been a little bit overwhelming to be completely honest.