coping with losing someone

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i really dont know why i do this every time i feel the need to, but i find writing to complete strangers with their own thoughts and feelings comforts me, it makes me realise i am not alone.

as some of you might know my dads terminally ill, he was diagnosed in august 2009 but was suspected may to have cancer, it was stage 5 cortical adrenal cancer, very very care and only 1 in 5 million get this cancer if i believe im right. the primary was in his adrenal glands, it had metastasised to his neck, lung, stomach and back.

he battled and battled and they gave him 3 months, told him to enjoy christmas and everything beyond was a bonus. he kicked it in the balls though, went on a trial and everything shrunk by 50%.

unforutunately in the past year his heart wasnt strong enough to cope with the one chemo we think was doing all the work (drrubicin?) he was also on mitotane too. so he had to stop those, hes slowly deteriorated but kept up his spirits, and fought and fought and fought. hes cracked jokes and smiled and been a brave little man.

a few weeks ago he fell ill, and he had a scan, we were awaiting a drugs trial at the end of march, bleeding in his stomach etc. unfortunately, the cancer had spread to his bones and liver, the later stages of this kind of disease, hes had some radiotherapy but sadly its spread to his ribs, chest, kidneys, pelvis, back and spine. because of his ulcers in his stomach they cant give him steroids, and are very limited with pain relief, hes ofiicially on morphine and ketamine.

got a call this morning, hes got a few days left and hes not going to make it, i dont think its hit me yet but i have to stay strong for the family.

i just wondered if anyone could give any words of comfort, it really does hurt.

im sorry for writing this thread or bringing down someones day, i just felt i had to get this off my chest and as i visit this board everyday, i thought it was a good thing to do.
 
I can't imagine how you must be feeling right now, it must be incredibly hard for you. My advice would be to spend as much time with him as you can and say all the things that you've ever wanted to say to him. Let him know how much he is loved and cared about.

Once he finally does pass away, you can then celebrate his life knowing that you got everything off of your chest and he got everything off of his.

Ultimately, don't be afraid to cry. It doesn't make you any less of a man.

My thoughts are with you. :)

this is the hardest part, im babysitting the siblings otherwise mum wouldnt be able to be there for him til the end, so im finding it hard knowing i may never see him again, i just want to tell him im sorry for being stubborn and that i love him
 
the sad thing is, we dont know anyone, i live with mum dad and 2 young kids, brother and sister, so they have to be looked after so that mum can be with dad. in the situation im in there is absolutely nothing i can do its so sad
 
its hard because it could happen at any minute and mum dosent want to leave his side. its not just me who wont get to see him its the kids too and its such a bloody shame, theres so much i want to say.

hes heavily sedated and isnt awake so.
 
lad at 14 and little girl at 9, its a lot for them to cope with, charlotte dosent understand whats going on and thinks hes going to get better
 
phoned in work at 2pm as im due to start at3pm it was hard trying not to crack while explaining the situation. he mentioned something about ill have compassionate leave, can anyone confirm what this is ?
 
just got a phonecall from mum, dad had woken up for a second before his morphine injection, she held the phone to his ear and i told him i loved him and my goodbyes, god sake it is the hardest thing ever had had to do :(
 
thank you everyone for all your kind words and advice, im grieving pretty bad and cant come to terms with the reality, im losing the love of my life as well as losing my dad. if im honest i cant cope. the problem with seeing my dad is hes going to die anyminute and i dont want the kids to see him die, id like to be there for him myself though. i pray that he holds out and that i do get a chance to hold his hand and tell him im sorry for being such an ass to him in the past and to kiss him goodbye, i owe this to him. bless him, im just grieving really badly and i have no one to talk to i dont really have many friends as i lost them all when i left college.
 
they have some isssues and problems and need proper care and looking after i guess i didnt mention this in earlier posts, a conventional babysitter would not suffice i dont know who elese to turn to
 
hes not going to make it through today so were all going to see him to say goodbye, its hurting and im petrified but i need to do this, i know id never be able to forgive myself otherwise
 
i finally went through to see him, was the hardest time in my life, i had some time with him alone to tell him all what i wanted to get off my chest, told him my regrets, how sorry i was and thayt i really loved him and that id be running in a marathon for him, told him things that i hadnt told him since i was born. he was unresponsive and on morphine, but he squeezed my hand and that gave me so much comfort, i feel like a weight has been lifted, im so at ease. he was in so much pain and although unconscious hed randomly scream as the pain relief cannot touch him, the cancer in his spine must be travelling up into his bran and i have heard this is instant. i love him to pieces and i made sure i told him lots, and that hes my hero and ill always look upto him and hel always be my dad. hardest time in my life, i will admit.
 
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they have him on a syringe driver and it fell out so he was screaming a lot which hurt the kids, also hurt me, the hardest part was realising he couldnt talk or wasnt conscious and he was just laid there a skinny old shell of his former self. i slate the nhs too but seriously, i could not of asked for better care for him, they came in all the time checking on him, hes in a special inflatable bed that moves around to stop sores etc. hes at st james in leeds, probably one of the only hopsitals in my entire life i give thumbs up to
 
if anyone wants to talk they know where my trust is, not about what im going through but it as a whole, ive gone from being a stone to a complete human being and i feel better for it.
 
i honestly dont know, she calls me a lot to confide, telling me that she loves him so much and that theyre best friends and she wishes hed just wake up and say cmon love lets get out of here but shes learnt to accept it, shes told him he can let go now and that we all love him, hes refusing to let go and i know why, hes worried we all wont be okay :( hes stopped eating and drinking now so its just a matter of time, giving him water will only prolong it and thats cruel. hes very peaceful and theyve upped the morphine so hes in a gentle sleep.
 
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