I am here, sadly, as my dad passed away after being told in Feb he had cancer, but was going well with Chemo, until the doctor changed the type of chemo, then my dad started losing weight, feeling more ill and just became more and more a sickly old man - which he certainly wasn't before - he worked 6 days a week as a HGV Driver, then had a pain that needed a Stent put in to his intestines somewhere. After this he was his normal self until approx July this year, the Chemo got changed to something else, after which he just was ill, not eating, needing fluid draining and had liver issues (the cancer had already spread there on initial diagnosis from his bowel) but until this time he was his usual self, albeit having to stay at home to Covid-19. But otherwise no issues.
The boredom kicked in and he was spending more and more time in bed, not getting around and doing this he normally would, his Chemo treatment was also delayed twice after the changed chemo in July, so last week we were informed whilst he was in Hospital it had spread to bones, and he had a few days left, but the last few months he spent mostly in hospital, from what i could see just lying on a bed always drugged up and not doing anything - the hospital didn't seem to be doing anything either (although this was my and my family's viewpoint on the matter)
We were told on Monday morning to go up as he deteriorated, sadly he just gone before we even got there.
Such a big hole considering he just became a Grandad the year before and he was 62 and still in full time work which he loved, so just felt all the more sudden, albeit during the Covid-19 stuff isn't exactly the same but feels the same.
I really just come on as i never felt death first hand before and didn't know how to come with it, still don't know what to do anymore..
I just feel numb, and still cant believe he has really gone, that i would wake up and everything was back the way it was..
