So my poor dad died in pain,scared and with the knowledge that my mam had to face cancer without him and that it could have been caught 6 months earlier if not for someones negligence.
Since my dads death I dont feel like I have been able to grieve for him properly as Im trying to be so strong for my mam and as an only one have got alot to do.
I am astounded by people since all of this has happened,seems like many people…
In June 2003 my dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer-we were devastated but for 11 and a half years he was fine and dandy, still worked as a builder and continued wheeling and dealing with very few or no effects.This year he began going down hill but managed to go to Benidorm and manage his beloved pigeons.Things deteriorated and he eventually passed away 3 weeks ago on 12th November.
May 2014-Mam,aged 69 fit and well…
