hello.
i'll try to make this first post as concise as possible. about 18 months ago my (68 yo) dad was diagnosed out of the blue with multiple brain metastases (secondary to lung cancer) and given 6 months to live. he managed 12, much of that time spent joyfully, with family and friends. he received excellent medical and nursing care. when he finally died last summer he was at home, with his pain controlled, surrounded by loved ones, his beloved dog at his side. in terms of a "good" death it couldn't have been better and we all comforted ourselves with that.
since then we've been moving on with our grief - struggling at times but starting to look ahead. last week my (42 yo) best friend told me they'd found a lesion on his lung while they were investigating suspected pneumonia that didn't respond to treatment. he's awaiting a panel decision on which kind of biopsy he should have next week.
i'm heartbroken :( the details i know (lifelong smoker, ongoing symptoms, sometimes debilitating, large lesion) aren't encouraging. one of the worst things when my dad was ill was living over a hundred miles away and having work/family commitments that didn't allow me anywhere near as much time as i wanted to care for him, be with him.
my friend also lives about a hundred miles away. i just don't feel i can cope with history apparently repeating itself like this -not yet, i'm not strong enough. me and my friend are so very close - we speak every day, he's been my rock in the past few difficult years, we love each other dearly.
i can't bear to think of him having to go through this, and i have no idea what i could possibly do without him :(
if anyone's made it this far i'm really grateful. if anyone could spare a hug i'd be even more grateful x