Jul 19, 2012 - 8:34 pm
Well, my dad lost his fight June 22nd. He went through treatments in spring/summer of 2010, but wasn't a candidate for surgery because he was very disabled from a stroke he had in 2004. The cancer came back in Fall of 2011 and by March of 2012, he could no longer eat. Around May, he could no longer drink, but he kept going strong until four days before he died, which is when he got in the bed and was in a lot of pain and dehydrating. It was horrifying to watch, but he chose against anything that would prolong his life. He was 61 years old and I am 27. It's hard to get that awful memory out of my head...