2 years ago, my dad was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer out of the blue. We were lucky it seemed. The cancer was found early, he had major surgery (the Whipple procedure) went through chemo and came out the other side. It was a horrendous time, but we were all so relieved that he got through it. It seemed like a miracle.
Yesterday after his routine blood tests and MRI, it appears cancer has returned to his lungs. They can't operate, they can't cure it, they can only try to slow it down. We are currently waiting for his oncologist to have an MGT meeting to work out the best course of action. I'm trying to stay strong for him and myself, but I have that guttural sick feeling and a hollow emptiness that I can't shake. I'm so worried he's going to die soon and I feel terrified. Selfishly I also have no idea how to process this, getting through it mentally the first time was so intense. I worry I don't have the strength to be strong again.
Hi
A warm welcome to the community, the best club we hope nobody ever needed to join.
I know when Janice was first diagnosed I seemed ok-ish and it was actually some of the side effects that finally drove me to get help. People sometimes say to us "how do you cope?" - and perhaps the best answer is what is the choice. I did a living with less stress course that really helped me and sharing on here can really help - some days are really tough but then there is tomorrow.
If we look at Your feelings when someone has cancer we can see just how common your feelings are, sometimes it can help just to step back and notice them because sometimes it is ok to feel bad.
<<hugs>>
Steve
