my father was recently diagnosed with metastatic brain cancer (primary tumour in his lung) he has less than three months to live and wanted to die at home. He’s now home but having to deal with helping him have bowel movements (he has to be lifted onto a bedpan as he is an amputee) and having to physically place his penis into a cardboard urine bottle then clean it is stressing me so much! My brother has done it up to now but I’m expected to do it tonight as I’m on night duty with him. It makes me want to cry. I did it for mum but woman to woman is different. I’m so stressed.
