Im struggling to come to terms over the death of my dad. He was diagnosed with bowel cancer earlier in the year. Everyone was saying to me how curable it was and even tho cancer is horrible bowel was the most treatable. I had a false hope everything would be ok! He had surgery and we all thought he was getting better. The surgeon went to see him alone after surgery so we as a family dont know what dad was told. He was good in himself the only thing was he went from 17 stone to 13 stone in the matter of months and still was losing weight that worried me but nurses kept an eye on it. With this pandemic i stayed away from dad for weeks only seeing him shortly through a window. The last time i saw him was 48 hours before he passed away. He died peacefully in his sleep it was a massive shock as i said i thought he was getting better. He was waiting on a call from his surgeon about how bad it really was but it came too late. The same day the surgeon phoned us not knowing what happened when my mum said he just passed away she then told us my dad wouldnt of had long left it was such an aggressive cancer he maybe wouldnt of had even a week. Im struggling its been a month and am still in shock whats happened its all happened so soon. He had a cat scan janurary and he was gone by april. This post probably makes no sense as i think am just writing it to make sense to myself what has happened! Am heartbroken ive lost my dad ive got 3 children heartbroken over the lost of their grandad. We are struggling to come to terms with it all.