This came out of the blue , he had spent a few days in hospital with a none related illness and is told he has cancer he wanted to see me to tell me on my own , deep down I knew what the news was, I totally fell apart in front of him when he told me , this man is my dad, my best friend ,my rock , I'm very lucky to have the greatest dad and grandad to my child, I broke the news to my child and watched her fall apart as my dad had watched me weeks before, this hurt so much I couldn't breathe , since then he has received chemo we don't see him very often as he's very tired and it is at his request we don't visit , this hurts deeply, when we do visit or ring I find it hard to talk while holding back the tears and trying to stay away from talking about his illness, before this we would talk for hours , he has changed a lot in appearance and personality, please don't get me wrong I understand this much be so hard to come to terms with and how unwell he must feel, as his child I don't want him to die and the questions what will I do without him , how will we all cope when he's gone, am I strong enough to deal with this , how will I help my family deal with the pain , I'm trying to stay positive , I would love to spend more time with him we don't need to talk , just to be in the room with him would be nice, I haven't been given a lot of information regarding the cancer he has only that it Is terminal he's only in his 60's
