I just lost my father to this horrible disease on Sat. He was diagnosed in May 2003 with GBM and initially was given 6 weeks to live. After surgery, radiation, and countless rounds of chemo, we were so lucky to have almost 5 years with him. He was a patient at Duke, and they were so wonderful to him. He was taking Avastin, which caused major damage to his brain...it basically caused infarcts all over his healthy brain matter, while shrinking the tumor as well. He declined so rapidly, which was frightening. Walking one day, in a wheelchair the next.
I am pretty much besides myself with grief and don't know what to do. Does going to a grief supprt group help at all? I am angry, sad, shocked, and heartbroken. Does it get any better?