Hi everyone,
My Dad was diagnosed with a bone marrow cancer (Myelofibrosis) in Jan 2025, otherwise very fit and active - no other health problems. The MF had a good prognosis of 10years and was being reasonably well controlled. We always knew that a risk factor was that MF could change into Acute Myeloid Leukaemia (AML). Dad found a testicular lump at the end of July 2025 and this was removed mid August. After a repeated bone marrow biopsy, frequent blood tests and a general deterioration. Pending the results, we were told on 28/08 that they suspected Dad had an aggressive lymphoma but hoped it was treatable. On 02/09, we were told that the results were all back and it was AML, not treatable and Dad was given a prognosis of 3months. Dad felt that things were moving quickly and he felt that death was imminent.
On Fri 05/09, there was talk of Dad coming home and palliative care wanted to start making arrangements for this. Dad was clear that he didn’t want to die at home but we had the weekend to think about coming home in the meantime. By the Monday, Dad had deteriorated quite a bit and palliative care made a referral to our local SR hospice. Dad was moved to the hospice on Fri 12/09 and passed away in the early hours of Weds 17/09.
In Dads final weeks, he went from being a fit, active, strong, independent man to barely being able to walk around the walk, sleeping a lot, appetite was hit and miss and he was hallucinating.
Dad’s last two days were so hard to see, he couldn’t get out of bed, couldn’t manage to eat/drink by himself as he was so weak and shaking.
It was in some way a huge relief that the deterioration was quick because Dad would have hated to lose his independence and to be cared for.
I don’t think it has really hit home, I’ve had days where I cry a bit, a lot, not at all. I definitely started to grieve before Dad passed and I had a lot of tears in the week were told the news. I feel that tears are a mark of how much grieving you are doing - I also know this isn’t the case. I guess emotions are raw right now and I’m seeking this safe space for validation and support.
I saw Dad twice, once on the night he passed though I didn’t get there in time. Dad went very quickly and didn’t enter that sleeping all the time phase where so many do. I visited him again in the Chapel of Rest and he looked so peaceful and so like the Dad he used to look which brings huge comfort.
His funeral is tomorrow but his wish was for a private cremation so we are marking the day in our own way as a family.
My Dad really was a true hero, ex-army, my best friend, my buddy ![]()