Hand hold and any info appreciated. A week and a half ago my dad was given 2 weeks to live. We suspected cancer but not this. Bile duct cancer. No treatment available and he is too weak.
So pain management and comfort is all we can do.
As we lived in different countries and I have a young family, disabled daughter and both kids have health conditions we weren't able to visit often so the guilt is eating me at the moment.
He is not aware he is dying as his memory is gone.
I and my family came straight here upon prognosis and I am now his nurse. No home care available here.
The kids are young and don't understand. Just that they are bored. My sibling can't do needles and still resents me for a falling out years ago and that I couldn't visit more often or move here. My dads partner is hindering caring for him and routinely causes him more pain by doing exactly what I said not too. But I'm pushed out as I haven't been here. They have forgotten I'm loosing my dad and the grandfather of my children. His only grandchildren. I'm angry at them and trying to hold it together. Sorry for rant.