The loss of my rock - My Dad

At 3.05am today I held my Dads hand, at his home and watched him take his final breath. :broken_heart: Dad was under a hospice team receiving palliative care and had an DNR in place. As he requested to be at home, my mother upheld his wishes.

My Dad was my world and my rock and I don’t know how I’m going to cope knowing that I will never see him, speak to him, hug or kiss him ever again. I feel like someone has taken me, thrown me onto a pavement and shattered me, into a thousand pieces. How do you ever recover from this loss?

This has been less than 24 hours ago and I’m struggling already, with what I experienced, actually seeing my Dad die and the feeling like my heart is about to explode. :cry::cry::cry:

Hi, I am so try for your loss. I lost my mum a few months ago. I too was with her for her final breath, I guess everyone is different, I was pleased I was there but still struggle with it now and can’t believe that I will never see her again.

I do try and take comfort that wishes were adhered to and that she knew I was with her.

Please take care of yourself and use th is forum and I hope you have a support network around you to help you

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