Thanks everyone. Hes getting worse by the hour to be honest. Last saturday he was out cutting the grass and going for a meal with they guys he used to work with before he retired. Now he cant feed himself, walk properly cause his coordination is so poor. He told me he wanted a smoke, I got him one and he said, what do I do with it? Then for a while hes joking and talking about something on the tv.
When we found out before xmas that he had terminal lung cancer I thought my world had fell apart, I knew that at some point things would get bad and the lung cancer would overcome him but I never ever thought this would happen.
We dont know for sure yet that it is cancer on the brain but the Doctor has said basically theres nothing else it could be to cause this. The nurse was out today and filled me and mum in on things that might happen like fits, losing his sight, hearing, slurring words.
Im not a very strong person and im finding it so bloody hard to cope. Me and mum have agreed that it probably best that dad dosnt know about the cancer moving to his brain cause he would just go to pieces. Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Its at times like this that I wish I had a brother or sister. Sorry for going on but im just devestated and feel lost.