my dad had cancer of his oesophagus and four weeks ago had the Ivor Lewis operation but unfortunately there were complications and the surgeons damaged his trachea, we also found out a week after the operation that he had a leak in the joint in his upper chest. My poor dad had to undergo a further operation where they put stents in and we just prayed this would work. My dad wasn’t allowed to eat or drink from the day of his first operation on the 23 May until the day he died on the 21 June (all he wanted was a cup and of tea) it was like torture for him watching other patients drinking and he couldn’t. He fought for 4 weeks but ultimately he could no longer fight he was too tired. My dad didn’t want to die he had the operation so he could live but that wasn’t to be. My head is in bits I cannot stop crying and I just don’t know how I will ever get over this. I watched him suffer and lose so much weight whilst in hospital, he could no longer walk, he also couldn’t talk properly as the surgeons damaged his voice box during the operation. Devastated!!
