My lovely dad passed away on 21st July 2009. It was so hard watching such a strong man lying there and gasping for breath. He really did fight the most bravest of battles and I am so proud of him. My dad never wanted to know his prognosis and believed he would live for at least a few years. In a way I suppose because he was only correctly diagnosed in Feb this year, it did not give him much time to think about his…
