9 weeks from diagnosis to death

Hi, this is my first time posting on here. My grandmother was diagnosed with lung cancer in September, sadly shortly after we found out she also had a tumour in her stomach and that there was no treatment available, she was 84. 4 weeks ago she became unwell and had to go into hospital, 5 days later she passed away, we were all with her when she passed, she was talking in the morning and by the afternoon she was completely unconscious and on a syringe driver, it was the worst 2 days of our lives. Finding it very surreal to deal wirh the fact that she's gone, we are a very close family and would be with her and my grandfather every day. Has anybody else had a simular experience, with only a few weeks between the diagnosis and death? 
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  • Yep, 

    My lovely old Nanna. At aged 95, fit as a butchers dog, self caring in her own home , holidays etc.

    Then , in late august 3 yrs ago, she started to cough and cough........

    Had a load of scans etc diagnosed about 19th September. Lung and Bone. Admitted on 21st of September as couldn't stop coughing. Died very peacefully 2 days later. She was before that considering whether to have treatment or not.

    wow, it was such a shock as we weren't expecting it that quick.

    She  is missed by us all terribly , she was the family matrich, the Don' . Her house was the family 'hub' all info and instructions went in an out of her house.

    BUt, the strangest things happened. Her funeral was actually very enjoyable ( I have never been to such. a 'happy funeral' )She had decided what food was to be eaten at the wake and even 1 of the songs to be played at the crem. Get this, "Ring of fire", by Johnny Cash!!!! Everyone was smiling, some laughing. Some might say grossly inappropriate, but she decided to have the last laugh. It summed up her life really, which was " get on with it", what choice do we have. This comes from a lady who grew up in pretty grim poverty, one of 17 children, pretty harsh industrial area, but managed to go on holiday when she was 92, to the Grand Canyon- because she liked the look of it and was quite excited about all the duty free fags and whisky she could get (:

    When I remember her, when she comes into my thoughts, they always make me smile. I am smiling now, writing this.

    Doesn't make your loss any easier, but you will get there. Remember the 'happy time'

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  • Yep, 

    My lovely old Nanna. At aged 95, fit as a butchers dog, self caring in her own home , holidays etc.

    Then , in late august 3 yrs ago, she started to cough and cough........

    Had a load of scans etc diagnosed about 19th September. Lung and Bone. Admitted on 21st of September as couldn't stop coughing. Died very peacefully 2 days later. She was before that considering whether to have treatment or not.

    wow, it was such a shock as we weren't expecting it that quick.

    She  is missed by us all terribly , she was the family matrich, the Don' . Her house was the family 'hub' all info and instructions went in an out of her house.

    BUt, the strangest things happened. Her funeral was actually very enjoyable ( I have never been to such. a 'happy funeral' )She had decided what food was to be eaten at the wake and even 1 of the songs to be played at the crem. Get this, "Ring of fire", by Johnny Cash!!!! Everyone was smiling, some laughing. Some might say grossly inappropriate, but she decided to have the last laugh. It summed up her life really, which was " get on with it", what choice do we have. This comes from a lady who grew up in pretty grim poverty, one of 17 children, pretty harsh industrial area, but managed to go on holiday when she was 92, to the Grand Canyon- because she liked the look of it and was quite excited about all the duty free fags and whisky she could get (:

    When I remember her, when she comes into my thoughts, they always make me smile. I am smiling now, writing this.

    Doesn't make your loss any easier, but you will get there. Remember the 'happy time'

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