My Father has Lung Cancer

My father passed away on Sunday June 29th 2008.

I know I have not updated this blog since November last year. I will fill in the gaps as soon as I am ready. I have requested medical records and scan results for all treatment post January.

These last 10 months have been a roller coaster. I dragged dad all over the U.K and even then he never spoke out about being scared. He was such a strong man.

10 days before my fathers death and since being discharged from yet another Hospital stay which lasted 4 weeks. He became increasingly weak and was more or less bed bound. Both my brothers helped him go to the toilet and take showers. He then struggled to speak and was very out of breath. When he left the hospital he was given a nasal oxygen machine which helped him breath. His right lung was not functioning and his left lung was increasingly taxed and on one occasion we were called into hospital when he caught pneumonia.  He overcome that and was discharged as he wanted to come home for the rest of his days.

When he was admitted into the hospital for the final time, we decided to stop the Tarceva as the impact on his body was too great. His quality of life suffered and due to the nature of cancer we were not 100% sure it was effective.

I am not going to go through the last 4 days of his life at the moment. I feel as if I let him down and I should have seen the signs, called and questioned the doctors more. I guess I’m just punishing myself.

“I love you dad, may Allah forgive all of your sins and make your time in the grave confortable and stress free. I pray to Allah that he guides you to heaven on the day of judgement.

We will pray for you every day and give charity in your name to help you with your journey.

We all miss you greatly, my two younger brothers have lost the centre of their lives. I pray that I can help them and mum.

When you were diagnosed you cried, I came and took you home. That day I will never forget, all of our world came crashing down. We were stong though and decided to fight.

I will continue the fight and make sure that I publish as much as I can to help others who are forced to take this journey.”

Cherish every minute you have with your loved one. There are times where you will slip into your life and try and take a break. Those are the times you will regret. Listen to your loved ones, and write down things they talk about. When they are gone, all you will have is memories and pictures but no one to tell the story.

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