My father passed away on June 17, 2208. While he was a source of tension in our household I still cannot believe that it happened so fast. He was told in 2003 that he has a mass in his lung. He shrugged it off as being there for 30 years. Earlier this year he finally gave in and had a pet scan and then biopsy. It had been found that it spread to his left arm (bone). On May 24th he was brought to the ER. He had been transferred to rehab and had 2 radiation treatments. He was brought to the ER again with having trouble breathing. During that time he went from being really out of it to being out of it (at times he was seeing things that were not there but remembered who people were). On June 16th he was brought to hospice (at first they said that eventually he would be brought home - which I dreaded) but he passed the next day.
Honestly, I thought that it would be at least 6 months. My sister, mother and I were there the night he passed. I was not in the room when he actually passed because I was with my nephew. I am just glad that we were there because my greatest fear was getting "the call".
Now, that he has been gone for a month we are now seeing the depth of his debt. While I do get sad that I do not get to see him everyday I am very angry that he has left my mother in such debt that she will have to sell our home within the next 6 months and will not have not much of a profit.
I wish all good luck...