My dad had lung cancer for a year, it was really traumatic watching him suffer, wondering when that day would come. In and out of hospital, having to put him in a nursing home as he couldn't manage on his own. Then he died over Xmas, it was a horrendous day he didn't want to die he was fighting, he didn't want to lye in bed he kept grabbing me to pull himself up as I think he knew he was dying and he was fighting it, which was really hard to watch and I can't forget it. However it was also good to see him out of pain and looking peaceful. This last year has been very stressful up and down the motorway 4 hour drives, I'm glad I did don't get me wrong. I wanted to be there for him and now he's gone I feel a bit lost and the fact my mum died of the same disease 16 years ago makes me cross too.
I just feel sad! I'm not crying everywhere or anything, I'm plodding on but it's hard. The funeral is now over, I feel myself and my sister did him proud. My dp has been supportive no doubt about that, he went to another funeral today and is still out drinking with the men. I feel annoyed with him for enjoying himself, I know that's wrong but I can't help feeling like that. What's wrong with me? I feel cross with people's reactions and all sorts 😞