My father, who was suffering with stage 4 throat and lung cancer, passed away last night.
It was horrifying for me. I held his hand while he died, felt the last beat of his heart. He was not conscious at all.
It was so hard. Seeing him struggle to breathe, not being able to communicate for so long...
He suffered beautifully for 7 months, and tried so hard to fight. His battle is over now. He will never suffer again.
Witnessing him die was horrible. It was not peaceful. It was hard. He fought, he didnt want to just let go.
I would not wish seeing a parent die on anyone. It is a cruel punishment.
But you know what? If hearing is the last sense to go, then he knew i was there. And I am glad he knew he was not alone.