I lost my dad twice due to cancer and radiation brain damage. Eventually he didn't even know who I was. I can still remember when the effects first began. He tried to plug an outlet cord into a round hole on a guitar amp, and then realized what he was doing and just sat there silent for a long time. From that moment it only got worse over time. The cancer came back, and he was put in hospice care. And then one day, he was gone. I miss him, but I feel that he was in a worse place in his last days than he was after he died. I'm glad he isn't suffering anymore. I still miss him though.
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