My Dad's Pancreatic Cancer Battle

Hi All, 

I don't really know why I'm posting on here, or what I'm looking to achieve, but just opening up in writing and getting things off my chest could be a huge help. I've always been someone to just bottle stuff up and tell everyone I'm OK, when in truth, I'm anything but.

My dad was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer in October 2018. He was only 55 and on the brink of retirement. He had the rest of the his life ahead of him. Travelling the world with my mum. Ticking things off their bucket list together. They've been married 34 years. Then, out of nowhere, he gets this diagnosis. Dreams shattered in the blink of an eye!

My dad, to me, is my best friend. A guy who has given his life for me and got me to where I am in life today. I feel like I owe him everything. Up in until recently, we, as a family, have all been doing OK. My dad has been battling on, taking each day in its stride. Chemo has finally caught up with him now though and his legs and feet are numb to the point where its affecting his walking. His two previous scan results showed that the cancer had shrank, his latest scan however showed its retaliated and gotten worse. I can finally see the affects its having on my dad. Aging skin. Tiredness. Fatigue. But most noticeably.. Muscle wastage. Its finally getting a firm grip of him and eating away at his energy sources.

Up until recently he's been so optimistic. As a Catholic family we do believe in miracles and there was the smallest part of us that believed my dad could be that miracle. We all knew the chances of surviving Pancreatic Cancer are less than 1%. But we all knew my dad could be that 1%. Sadly, it's looking unlikely, and his words to my mum today were 'I feel like I've got 2 months left to live".

I'm honestly frightened of losing him. He's been my absolute rock in my life. Always there for me through everything. From taking me to football as a boy, to being that shoulder to cry on through a relationship break up. He's always had my back. 

How in earth will I cope without him? I know fine well I will never get over it. But maybe I can learn to deal with it... But how? I am petrified of this day arriving, but sadly its coming closer and closer and it just breaks my heart!! 

  • Hi there ..

    So so sorry your going through this heartbraking time at the moment... it's one of the hardest things well ever go through in life ... second only to loosing a child ... for me anyways ...

    Now there is a thing and I'm not sure of the official name but it's going through grief while they are still here .. I think it's anticipated grief ... it's what so many go through .. like your brain is trying to prepare you for loosing them .. but it really makes things harder unless you realise it's quite normal and your not alone ...

    My mum was my soul mate as well as a mum.. she was amazing and we spent so much time together.. laughing and joking .. she loved life and made my life complete ... like you I couldn't imagine life without her in it... my mum died suddenly from a heart attack and had no chance to even say those things like I was so proud to be her daughter... and thank her for being the best nan ever to my son's.. l was 36 at the time .. 

    I've felt my mum right by me from the moment she left ... like she was saying "I'm not there, I'm right here by you" .... I've read your answer to another going through loosing a parent .. and it was such a wonderful reply , I wanted to know your story ... and your spot on all ready ... l just tried through my life to take mum with me .. I've tried to carry on like she'd have wanted me too .. and do those things she did .. reach out to strangers ... and be as kind as I can ... so I feel mum looks down and is smiling saying "that's my girl" 

    That was 30 years ago .. I've felt her around a lot in that time .. when I got diagnosed with grade 3 breast cancer... I found feathers everywhere... esp in my bra ... daily ... the day I got the news it was low chance of spread and no lymph node effected... they just stopped .. 

    Now I have son's and grandkids... and if this cancer takes me, I've told them every time I see them smile .. so will I..  when they cry, I'll cry .. and hope they do miss me but carry me with them like I did mum and learn to live laugh and be happy .. or ill kick their butts ... 

    So what I'm saying is try to live in the day .. tomorrow will take care of its self.. but make every moment count .. leave nothing unsaid ... and share tears ... and admit its scary ... just a hand to hold on our last journey is what most of us want .. not to make it better .. or go away .. but just to be there .. l prey you get the feeling I did .. and your dad will be right there tucked up in your heart....

    Sending you a vertual hug.... Chrissie xx