I say day 1 but that’s not the whole truth really. Last week we found out that my grandad had advanced cancer in his prostate. We weren’t sure of what the next steps were we were just awaiting on some decisions. He had many scans and x rays, only, today we found out that the cancer had spread into his back, hip and leg and he also has cancer deposits on some organs. This meant one thing... terminal. I’ve been left with so many mixed emotions and unanswered questions today. How long has he got? Will he ever be able to see any great grandchildren come into the world? Will he ever see me get married? How will my nan cope? I’m sure we will get some answers when he has his appointment in 2 weeks. But right now I’m just trying my hardest to let all the information sink in, just trying not to cry, again. Taking things day by day is very important and allowing myself time to get upset when I’m by myself.
