My recently found out my uncle ( He raised me and is my dad) has lung cancer.

cabbott said:

Get support
Even if he denies that he has cancer, you need support. One organization that is dedicated to helping people who are terminal is Hospice. Even if he refuses their assistance directly, they would be open to supporting you. When my grandfather was dying of terminal prostrate cancer, he also stopped eating. We thought he was trying to gracefully bow out and we kept fighting with him to eat. Then we put him in a hospital for folks with eating problems. That wasn't his problem. Finally he went to a rest home because we couldn't take care of him. Long after he died I found a book by hospice that explained the things you see when someone is dying of cancer. It also had things we could have done to help him be more comfortable and maybe stay longer at home. We did our best, but we didn't know much. You might call hospice right now so that they can counsel you. They will understand.

mej63 said:

My Dad's Battle With NSCLC
I understand what you're going through. We were told my precious father had lung cancer after a routine back surgery in June of 2008. Once he healed from the back surgery, 6 sessions of chemotherapy and 38 treatments of radiation began. He had much difficulty with these treatments because he never really got strong enough to heal or walk after the back surgery so he was in a wheelchair during all of his treatment time. When he finished his treatments in the fall of 2008, he began to have physical therapy, which did help him - once again he could walk and even got to drive a little - we were so happy! He had his scan/checkup with his oncologist one year ago today (in November)- we were told the cancer was gone. To say the least, we were so greatful to GOD, we had a wonderful Thanksgiving and Christmas. In January I took my dad for another scan - still good news his Stage IV NSCLC was continuing to go away. Later that same day everything started to crash. Before I got home from taking him to his doctor's appointment, I had a call from his Dr.'s office telling me to bring him back immediatley - he had a blood clot in his chest. The doctor's office showed me how to give my dad shots to help with the blood clot, and he had medications and weekly office visits to check his progress. He developed a bad cough which we were told was probably a lasting effect from him having so much radiation. My dad's doctor said in January he was doing so well that he wouldn't need to be checked again until June - so even with the cough we thought everything was OK. Just after Easter of this year, one morning my dad couldn't walk, he couldn't even stand up. We called an ambulance and while at the hospital we found out the lung cancer had spread to his brain - his doctor said he could have radiation and would be OK - even to drive again. Once again we though everything was OK. My dad was in the hospital one week, had started to walk again and the day he was ready to go home - his doctor came to his room to show us the scan of his brain - I assumed that they also did a scan of his lungs as well and I kept waiting for them to tell us the results, when it became apparent they weren't going to - I then asked - to make a long story short - we waited another 2 hours before a nurse came in to tell us my dad's doctor would call us at home. When the doctor called he matter of factly told us my dad had 2 weeks to live or 3 months at most with chemotherapy (but with no quality of life). My dad choose to not go through any more chemo or radiation, it was just too painful. My dad earned his angel wings on June 9th, 2009 at 4:30 a.m. with me, my mom and his granddaughters by his side. My purpose in telling our story is to let you know that you should live every day to the fullest with your loved ones, and let them know just how precious they are to you. I am so thankful that GOD blessed me with the wonderful father I had, and I am so also thankful that he gave me the time he did with my dad, to be by his side and to be able to help him. Lung Cancer as well as any other cancer is a horrible disease and I pray for everyone who is dealing with it. May GOD bless you all.

shereenjay said:

My final update
Thanks all for such kind words..

After these few last days, I don't have the strength to write much. It has been a hard 3-4 months. I told my dad everything I could. I'm glad my last words to him were "I love you". I will never forget the child like look he gave me and said "I hope so". After we gave him pain meds, he fell into a sleep and never talked again.

He lost his battle yesterday November 18th at 8:23 somthing. Not sure of the time he took his last breath but I was there. I had the roughest night before that morning. I did not sleep well, I had terrible nightmares. Plus I just missed him. I felt his hand to only feel how cold he felt, and that was about all I could take.

Now I'm sitting here in this old, creepy quiet house, wondering where to go from here. I feel more alone than ever in my life. The second he died his children turned devilish and started shutting me out of everything. Wow, to say i toook care of their father and this is how I get treated? I know this has nothing to do with anything here, I just have no one else to tell this to.

Thanks again for the support and reading. And please no more "I'm Sorry" it makes losing him seem so much more worst. I can't lie I am pretty jealous of the survivors.
Out of all of this, I have came out sick with swine flu, ear infections, and catty childish family members. How lovely is this....