I am still nearly three years on struggling from the loss of my dad. I made my profile on here back in 2019 when dad was diagnosed, I was desperate for help and advice this place was so helpful for me, I am hoping that maybe I can find some support here again. This may be a little bit of a long post I do apologise in advance.
I was 19 when my dad was diagnosed my sister was 17, dad raised us as a single father from toddlers, we were a close net family of three.
He was diagnosed with squamous cell carcinoma of the tonsil, they were hopeful they could cure it, he went through radiotherapy, chemotherapy a neck dissection over then space of three years, it was brutal and changed him physically. But as he was young 48-51 he bounced back quickly, he could walk, talk, joke laugh and eat all up until his last days, he was him just a little frailer.
In late 2022 I fell pregnant with my son, my dad's first grandchild, everything was okay, dad was terminal at this point but had been for years and not much had changed or declined in them years.
A day before my anatomy five month scan, my dad messaged me early hours to say he was at derriford because he had bled, I called him immediately the paramedics answered and assured he was okay and to get here when we can.
We were a little panicked but there were no immediate alarm bells, we got to the hospital and looked for dad, couldn't find him. A&E told us he'd popped outside for a cigarette, we went to his usual smoking spot for the hospital, blood was everywhere which sent me and my sister into hysterics. We were found by two staff who quickly ushered us back to A&E.
We saw dad, he was upright and alert but still actively bleeding from his mouth, we were told he was going to die and soon, I requested an early gender scan to tell my dad the gender of my baby before he went, a boy.
The next day after an overnight stay in the hospital dad wanted to go home to pass, which we did, the only measures I was given to manage the oncoming bleed was use dark towels to mask blood, call an ambulance, and an ORAL midazolam which I don't understand to this day why this was advised.
Three days go by at home with no event, we watched pretty much any movie to distract us, then it happened he bled and lost consciousness within minutes, 3 Litres of blood puddle surrounded his frame on the bathroom lino floor, I tried, I tried to administer the midazolam but as you can imagine I couldn't get any of it in his mouth with what was running out.
He somehow survived this, much much weaker but he was still able to somehow walk, talk and of all things smoke days after this second event, next option was a hospice, which we got dad all settled into.
The hospice was amazing with care for our family, I've raised money for them since dad passed away. It was a five month wait for the next bleed, we saw him up there everyday, we joked, watched box sets, the X Files lol, and functioned like our normal family unit just in a different environment.
The toll the anticipatory grief took is undescribable, every time we left, it felt like a last goodbye, for months, saying goodbye like it's the last time.
I gave birth and my dad met baby, then he declined which we anticipated, he'd fought to see the baby and now his body was surrendering. He got six weeks with his grandbaby.
Then the 30th of September 2023 his last carotid blowout came, we stayed by his side for five hours as he bled and then he died he was 52, I was 23.
I remember feeding my son shortly after he passed as my son was at the hospice with me but in an opposite room, I remember looking down at myself covered in tears, milk and drips of blood.
I have since looked for support groups for this condition couldn't find any so I made my own, I got therapy for a year which helped with venting it but not the connection part, I've raised £2000 for the hospice he passed at.
But I just can't myself out this rut of grief, I am longing for a connection someone to talk to about it who seen it, I don't want comforting as such but to talk to someone who knows what it is, has seen it, someone who won't flinch at these words.
I've tried so hard to help myself and my family since, and for 95% of the time I'm too caught up in daily life and parenting a toddler to give my grief any attention, but it's there I can feel it nibbling away.
Is there anything I can do to ease it at all, is there anyone who wants to discuss similar circumstances? Is there any particular therapies or bereavement groups I've missed or not found? Any help or guidance is appreciated thank you so much for reading this.
Here's a letter my dad wrote me in anticipation of his passing, I try to adhere to these words as best I can, he truly was the very best dad I could have had
Hello Acornette
I am so sorry that you are struggling after the loss of your Dad 3 years ago. It sounds like he was a very special and important person in your lives. I hope that you can find some comfort in that he got to meet and spend a little time getting to know his grandchild. What a lovely letter he has written for you.
Grief is hard and I know what you mean about managing it for 95% of the time with your daily routines and being a mum but still it is there in the background.
For me grief was a journey with many ups and downs and although keeping routines and focussing on family can help there are often things that still need to be talked through. I found that these feelings don't go away on there own and need to be worked through. I found Cruse helpful.
Home - Cruse Bereavement Support
Cruse also has a helpline and also can offer extra support from a grief specialist.
One to One Grief Support | Cruse Bereavement Support
Some of their branches also offer peer to peer support and walking groups.
You may have heard of Marie Curie nursing- they also offer counselling. I will pop a link so you can have a look to see if it is something that may help.
Bereavement support | Grief support | Marie Curie
I wonder if the hospice that Dad was at would be able to recommend any bereavement counselling in your local area? They may even have someone attached to the hospice that could help. What a fantastic amount of money that you raised- well done.
Have you spoken to your GP about how you are feeling? My own surgery has access to a counsellor and I wonder whether your GP can refer you to someone to enable you to talk through the more difficult experiences that you and your family have been through.
Finally you could give the Macmillan Support Line a call and they can have a look to see if there is any support in your local area.
I hope this helps a little and I hope you can find something that works for you.
If there is anything else you need, then you know where we are,
Jane
Hello thank you so much for your lovely thoughtful comment it is appreciated.
I am on antidepressants have been for around 9 years now, I went on them when dad was first diagnosed as I was the sole and primary carer of dad and I wasn't coping well with the strain of it, they did help alot.
After he passed I did get referred through the GP to talking therapies which I did for a year, I think it has helped somewhat to help me cope with thins but the difference it's made is unfortunately not a lot.
I do think that probably therapy that's trauma based might be the way to go, I didn't expect what happened to have such a lasting effect on me in the moment, but it has.
I will be okay, I'm pretty tough in that area, that comes from my dad and that's the hardest part, I relied on my dad to get me through the tough times and his wisdom and advice was my biggest help, I can't ask him to help me navigate through losing him in such a traumatic way, it's a cruel irony.
I will look into Cruse as you've suggested and again I appreciate your reply and time x
Hi Acornette
I am so sorry you have had to go through this, so sorry for the loss of your Dad too, it is truly devastating and difficult to come to terms with especially in these frightening circumstances. I have had a truly horrific time with my partner having an unexpected carotid blowout that was fatal.
June 2025 my partner aged 47 was diagnosed with stage 4 head and neck cancer, it was a HPV virus led cancer- squamous cell carcinoma, started on his tonsil. One of the tumours had encased his carotid artery in the left side of his neck which wasn’t great with his diagnosis. Oncologists where optimistic to cure him as HPV cancer is very responsive to treatment so we was given hope.
He had radical treatment through summer, 6 weeks of high grade radiotherapy everyday, chemotherapy at the same time, totally life changing for him. He had a peg feeding tube inserted, he lost 6 stone, lost the ability to eat, drink, and talk , side affects where absolutely horrendous for him. He finished treatment 31st August.
He was slowly improving after treatment but not as well as he should have been. He started to get an horrendous pain in the left side of his neck upto his ear and a foul smell coming from his mouth. Doctors put it down to after effects of treatment. End of November the day he had his PET scan he started to bleed from his mouth, it was a slow bleed what we now know was a sentinal bleed (a warning bleed) I rushed him straight to hospital as we didn’t know what it was, they rushed him through, bloods came back suggesting he could have sepsis but then he had a massive haemorrhage while in resus, went into cardiac arrest, blood transfusion the lot, he was rushed to theatre and I was told to prepare for the worst. By some miracle he survived and was in critical care on a ventilator. Surgeons had ligated his carotid artery which was tied off. I was in total shock as I’d never heard of carotid blowouts before. He had a tracheostomy inserted as he had lock jaw from the cancer so needed a safe airway. He started to recover remarkably well being on a ward within 3 days, it was all too good to be true. 8 days after the bleed he was sent home, I questioned the discharging nurse was there a follow up? A care plan in place considering he had nearly died a week previous, no plan at all in place, I wasn’t sat down once as his carer and councilled on the possibility that it was very high risk of him re bleeding. The only think put in place was a district nurse referral to change the dressings on his tracheostomy site. I felt very uneasy bringing him home with no follow up in place.
He was very different when we got home which you would expect after what he’d been through, he was clingy, very emotional, wouldn’t get in bed, wanted us to sleep on the settees downstairs. Then the night of 14th December, I had my coat on to go to pick my daughter up from work and he came down from the toilet, haemorrhaging from his mouth and through his tracheostomy site in his neck. I turned to jelly, I knew it was going to be catastrophic, phoned an ambulance immediately, shouted to my 11 year old son to stay in his room, he mustn’t come down as at this point it was like a murder scene in my kitchen. Blood was pouring, even though I tried to apply pressure on his neck, he was so agitated, I couldn’t calm him, he knew he was in trouble and I was so trembling, within minutes he collapsed on me and I was performing cpr on him until the ambulance came. I knew I’d lost him, it was catastrophic. I ended up with 3 teams of paramedics, 2 ENT doctors and after 50 minutes he was taken to hospital with me and my eldest son who was 19 at the time following the ambulance.
We got to the hospital and I knew what we were going to be told. After a 2 hour wait, 3 doctors came to see us and said he wasn’t going to make it, he was brain dead. Absolutely devastating doesn’t come close. Family and friends came up to the hospital, spent some precious time with him. His machines were turned off and he passed very peacefully 4 hours later. I am finding it extremely difficult, I still see the events of that night in my kitchen, his face and the feeling of helplessness that I couldn’t save him. I have started counselling 3 weeks ago at a place called sunflowers in LiverpooI, don’t think anything will take those images out of my mind but need to find some sort of coping mechanism to help cope and navigate what we as a family are going through.
Even more devastating is that I still went to his Oncology appointment on New Year’s Eve for the results of his scans and was told treatment had worked and he was cancer free. So cruel, we feel robbed for him especially and us.
I feel for you so much and I’m here if you need to talk to someone who has been through something similar. I hope you the right support and counselling. I am in the process of requesting to see my partners ENT consultant as I have a lot of unanswered questions that are eating away at me. I have only just felt strong enough to address this.
Take care and talking really does help to off load and get those feelings out.
Jayne x
Hello Jayne this brought me to tears thank you so much for finding me, and I'm so sorry sorry for what you and your family have gone through, there are no words for it.
It's truly horrific and the care and support for the condition still shocks me, I have been researching and raising awareness for carotid blowout since dad died because I just could not sit still knowing there are going to be other families out there that are going to be sent home with the advice of using dark towels to mask the bleed and wait for it to end, it's horribly cruel and such a devastatingly helpless situation to be in.
Your story of your partner sounds very similar to my father's the treatment alone completely sucked the life from him and the risk of carotid blowout was never even uttered, like you I had no idea what it was until it was staring me in the face.
And like you I was sent home to watch and wait for a rebleed to happen knowing full well by that point what it would look like and the fact I could absolutely nothing to stop it ease the situation.
It's a fear like no other.
You have no idea how much you reaching out has meant to me, I am also here to talk, I truly truly mean that, for anything at all, taking and venting about it is what has seemed to ease the weight of it, even though it's weight is still crushing.
I have been through therapy PTSD centered for a year, I've been on medication since my dad was diagnosed, what therapy basically taught me was the fact that simply nothing can get the images out of your mind, it's something I have to learn to live with which is a tough pill to swallow.
But I find raising money for the hospice dad passed at and raising awareness for the condition and looking into ways that could possibly ease the symptoms of a carotid blowout has brought the most comfort to me, I can't do anything for my dad now but I can try to help the people after me with what I've learnt, try to make it easier on others who have found themselves in this awful situation.
We've witnessed something out brains cannot process, I am so truly sorry for your loss and I'm so sorry that your son had to experience that aswell.
I have sent you a friends request which may seem a little forward, you do not have to accept it, but please do reach out if you'd like to talk to me about what you've been through, there are not many of us I've spoken to four others, including you that have experienced this event, I've been trying to create an area and support groups for the few of us so we can bound together in tough times, which these are.
Thankyou so much Jayne and I'm sorry for your loss
Jade
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