I found out today that my dad has 6 months to live at best. I am usually quite a strong person but am a mess today. We as a family have been thru hell and it show no sign of stopping and I just dont know how much more I have in me. 2 years ago a hospital screwed up my mothers tests and as a result of the delay she had a double mastectomy, chemo and radiation. It was awful - she was allergic to one of the chemo drugs and in the end they had to stop as it was doing her more damage than good. My father was not able to cope with her being ill at all. He literally fell apart. My mother finished her treatment and last May was told she was in remission. 3 weeks later my dad was diagnosed with lung cancer.
And so began another bout of brutal treatment. At the beginning of january he was told there is nothing more they can do for him. two days later I found out I am expecting our third child - due on my fathers birthday! I know it sounds silly but i took this as a good omen that he would be here and see the baby. My dad is 70 and my mom 60. I have a brother that is only a teenager and he now lives with me during the week as for the past year and half as my mother was unable to look after him and felt it would be best. To top it off I have been ill myself and as of yet am undiagnosed. I know my illness is stress related and have felt for a long time I am only barely keeping my head above water. I have a full time job and two busy boys. My DH is fab but I think I might just crack up now. I cant believe dad will not know my baby and that my boys will have such little if any memories of one of the nicest men in the world. Im ready to just curl up and tell the world to go away and leave me alone. I cant tell people Im pregnant yet. I just feel so completely overwhelmed.