Not really sure where to put this but feeling a bit alone tonight. My lovely dad aged 88 is going to have his bladder removed tomorrow - he has a tumour. He's absolutely sure this is the right treatment for him because he's suffering discomfort, and without it his prognosis is bad.
It got to me today when I took him in - he gave me an undated cheque for funeral expenses if needed and he was quite teary after talking to my children - his only grandchildren.
He's the oldest person the consultant will have operated on for this. He's otherwise remarkably fit. I love him to bits (I'm an only child) and just wanted to tell someone.
I'm going in to work tomorrow. Does that seem sensible? I don't know. Can leave at short notice if I need to. He has a lovely other half (mum died 10 years ago after at least 8 years of being ill with cancer) who is 90.
Not the most mature response but have a large glass of red wine in front of me right now.