Oh how quickly life can change. Dad had 3 months of chemo and managed really well. He then had another scan and we went to see the Dr for the results on 18th June. It hadn't worked and the tumours in his liver had doubled in size. He wasn't really himself and I got a phone call on the Tuesday at work from Sheila to say he had fallen and was a bit disoriented I rang the Dr and drove up to his house. The Dr came and decided he had a urine unfection. I stopped that night and nursed him through he then fell again on the Wednesday. Peter and Gel arrived and I went home. Peter called me Thursday to say he had been admitted to hospital as he had banged his back and was in a lot of pain. He spent the next week in hospital. I went to York with the girls for the retreat but most afternoons I drove to Harrogate Hospital to see him. He was very up and down. Mark & Jo visited on Saturday as they were flying to Spain the following weekend. Nicholas and Lesley visited on the way back from a wedding in the lakes. He was discharged on the Thursday after I had sat with him from 1.50pm until 5.20pm. We left the house in Claxton Friday morning and I went straight to his house. Sheila and Catherine arrived and Dad came downstairs and spent a couple of hours chatting with Sheila whilst Catherine Peter and I went for a walk round the village. We bought them an ice cream back, Dad said it was very refreshing on his tongue as the thrush he had was very sore.
I planned to visit again on Sunday, Nicholas and Lesley arrived and cooked Peter tea. Dad was in bed but ok. Just after 9 am on Sunday 1st July I got a call from Peter ( Gel had gone home as she had a stinking cold) Dad was in a great deal of pain and he had called the Dr. Dennis & I arrived about 10.30am the locum Dr arrived and was very good, Dad was put on a morphine driver to try and control his pain. Dennis and I went home and I then drove back up to stay. Dad deterioratedvery quickly and the district nurses came several times a day. He was in a bad way. Nicholas and Lesley were wonderful they stayed up all night with Dad so Peter and I could sleep. They then slept during the morning.
Just before 12 midday on 6th July the grandfather clock stopped. I had already thought to myself it will be today. He was born on 6th April , Mum had died on 6th August and sadly at 4.57pm my precious Dad slipped away.
I had just got ready to go to LGI to sing with Inspiration at the Bexley Wing ironically the liver cancer wing! We were all in the room when he went. I knew I had to go to the concert and sing for my Dad.
I just about managed, although Penny singing You'll Never Walk Alone was nearly my undoing. I stood with tears streaming down my face, Karen stood just behind me and had her hand on my shoulder throughout the concert. She was my rock. I sang for my Dad and I know he would have been so proud of me.
The next 2 weeks were a bit of a blur the funeral was 19th July ( my Grandpa's birthday) we had a family and close friends service at the Crematorium and 1 tomato ripened so that went on his coffin.
We then had a service of thanksgiving at the local church. Martin ( my ex) read the eulogy . We repaired to the Lamb and Flag then back to the house. We had a few eats and a few drinks. Dennis went home as he had a busy day on Friday.
Friday was tough we basically cleared the house and boxed everything up. No major arguments but a few dodgy moments. I went home on Saturday and the Peter and Gel left on Sunday.
We have had a rough few weeks. I have been signed off work for a few weeks and need to learn to live without Dad. Still doesn't seem real I am sure I will manage to get back into the swing of things I need to be a bit more positive about the future. We are planning a holiday soon so that is the way forward.
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