So my dad was diagnosed with terminal mouth and throat cancer in December he was initially given weeks. We got 2 months which I'm so grateful for. It's how he passed I'm struggling to deal with. Yesterday was my son's birthday and I called my dad the night before arranged to go see him have a brew and chat he seemed happy in good spirits .we arranged 2pm I went up as planned and walked in to him face down on the floor he hit his head hard I just picked him up held him in my arms he started fitting ambulance came quick. We got to hospital ran tests he aspirated and lack of oxygen caused him to be brain dead. After 6 hours of watching him gasp and struggle he finally passed. It has broke me I've never felt pain like this I just keep thinking how scared he must of been how long was he led on the floor alone. His wife went to work at 7am and he was asleep and fine at that point. But just seeing his face I know he was already gone when I found him I just hope he didn't suffer alone in pain.. I don't know what answer I'm looking for. I just needed to get it out and just want some comfort from it. In an ideal world I wish he passed peacefully in his sleep. Thanks for reading xx
