Well my dad, who was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer last December, is fading fast in the nursing home. His breathing is very shallow and labored and he no longer recognizes anyone. Because he couldn't tolerate any nourishment, the feeding tube into his stomach was removed the other day and he is just being kept comfortable. Today the hospice nurse said he could very well pass away this weekend. At least he won't be suffering any more. It sure hurts to see your hero and best friend lying there dying and in so much pain. Be sure and hug your dad tonight or tomorrow and tell him you love him. Real men aren't afraid to hug their dad and tell him you love him. :cry:

 

I'm so sorry Midnight Flyer. This is heart wrenching. I can empathize as I lost both my parents to cancer, and my Mother just 7 months ago. Blessing is that his suffering will be managed and it will end soon. I pray for your strength through this.
regards roadhog

 

Very sorry to hear about your Dad. I lost my father to cancer last year and it was not easy at all, my heart goes out to you and your family. Spend all the time you can while he is here! Tell him he has nothing to worry about, and everything you need to be a good man you learned from him! It’s hard for him having to leave his loved ones, and you need to reassure him it ok to go now. This hits so close to home for me, and I have tears in my eyes thinking about my father. The hurt never goes away, but you will make it. Just remember the good times and all the life lessons he taught you. I can’t write any more reminds me of my “Pops” God bless!
Outlaw…..

 

May your strength be with you Midnight Flyer. Cancer is such and insidious disease, I wish that he does not suffer long. I too have lost family to cancer.

 

It is so beautiful to hear you call him your hero. I haven't heard that in a long, long time.
It's hard to say, and even harder to hear, but when the time comes, let him know it's okay to go. He'll need to know that he can trust you to take over from here.
I'm really glad your family has made sure that he's receiving pain management care. Peace can come in many forms...so can mercy.
My prayers are with you, Midnight.
Jewels

 

Midnight Flyer sorry to hear about your father. You are in my prayers and it sounds sad but you will feel relief when he does go because you know he will never feel any more pain again. The hardest part for me right now is everytime I see my father and the man that could throw a lumber trap up on a trailer now can not even walk without an O2 bottle and a cane.

 

Your words of true men humble me my friend. Following in your Fathers foot steps, You are a giant amongst men. The truth eludes most of us in life, as does compassion and love. You have all in abundance, and a great man to thank for his guidance in that.









Your Friend
Kev

 

Many, many thanks guys. You don't know how much your prayers and words of encouragement mean to me and my family. If it weren't for friends and my brothers and sisters here on CAD I would probably be a basket case. You're all family and I love you all very much. 8)

 

MF, I am so sorry....I know EXACTLY what you're going through as I too went through it with my father 3 years ago, and it happened only after losing my mother 8 months previous to that. You and your family have my prayers!!!!!!!!!

 

Midnight:

One evening I had the pleasure of passing by Lake Dardanelles at sunset. You know the time, when the light is just right on the lake giving it that shimmering blue appearance. And calm as glass. The hills in the background were silhoueted against the most magnificent red-clouded sky.

There was a single small boat on the lake, in which sat a man and his son, fishing. And overhead soared a single bird on effortless wing.

It was just Sooooo peaceful and beautiful that I had to stop and just take it all in for awhile. It had been a long day of hard driving, and I just needed the break.

Some might feel "robbed" by a sunset, because it marks the end of their "useful" day, and forbears the dark of night.

To me, it is the icing on the cake.... a "reward" for having survived whatever that day threw at me.

Your dad has had a long, hard life. Now comes his peaceful reward. I pray that somehow, you learn not to think of these last days as painful and unfair, but rather as the quiet, peaceful and beautiful passing from the toils of day into the cool, still rest of night.

May God grant you the peace of understanding, as the angels take your father home to his glorious reward for a job well done.

Hobo