Reading all your posts makes me feel like I’m not alone. The waves are awful. They come from nowhere. That last day keeps replaying in my mind. My dad had cancer, we knew it was untreatable and he’d been given a couple of months but it was actually a couple of days. I have so many questions about why…what happened…how? But who do you ask? There’s no one to speak to in the flesh, and only the nurses that saw him that day would understand just how sudden it was. Four months have passed. Every event of the day plays in my head like I’m watching it in a film. Once it’s in there it won’t go away. It’s surreal and awful.
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