My lovely Dad was diagnosed two years ago in April 2015 with stage 4 incurable bowel cancer which has spread to his lungs and liver. Since his diagnosis he's had on/off palliative chemotherapy. My mum said the doctor gave him 2-3 years prognosis, which nobody knew apart from her at the time, I only found out a couple of weeks ago! Then 3 weeks ago we found out the cancer has now spread to his brain! He's been in hospital since, he's had a CT scan, an MRI, a biopsy as they had to perform brain surgery to drain some fluid and he's awaiting a lumbar puncture. He's really deteoriating, he's fragile, pale, weak, he's lost weight, he's tired, he's confused and he keeps saying 'he's dying.' My mum expressed to me this evening that she would be surprised if he lasts until the end of the year!
I'm so frightened, I'm 28 and my younger brothers only 25. I have an older sister too! And we are so terrified at the thought of losing our dad, we knew we would one day we just hoped it wouldn't be for years. I feel sick, it hurts to bad to know that when it does finally happen I'll never get to see my daddy again. To hear his voice, see him smile and laugh, only in my memories...