NotMyDad
Active member
- Joined
- Sep 1, 2016
- Messages
- 70
- Reason
- Lost a loved one
- Diagnosis
- 11/2016
- Country
- US
- State
- VA
- City
- Woodbridge
And I wasn't there.
I spent two months in Poland with him from August to mid October, and then had to come back to the US to work and to bring my kids back to their dad.
My father begged me not to leave.
He prayed for a quick death, and he prayed for an easy death. At least those two prayers had been granted, because his life was just pure torture because of all the choking with secretions and pain from the cramps.
He never even needed his breathing machine. Just the suction machine. (He was bulbar onset.)
He lost his legs when I was there - a few falls did that.
He was still able to write a bit, but his hands were becoming weaker and weaker.
I prayed so hard to be able to be with him during his last moments.
I can't stop crying and I feel I just never will.
I feel like an utter failure. I was supposed to be there.
I spent two months in Poland with him from August to mid October, and then had to come back to the US to work and to bring my kids back to their dad.
My father begged me not to leave.
He prayed for a quick death, and he prayed for an easy death. At least those two prayers had been granted, because his life was just pure torture because of all the choking with secretions and pain from the cramps.
He never even needed his breathing machine. Just the suction machine. (He was bulbar onset.)
He lost his legs when I was there - a few falls did that.
He was still able to write a bit, but his hands were becoming weaker and weaker.
I prayed so hard to be able to be with him during his last moments.
I can't stop crying and I feel I just never will.
I feel like an utter failure. I was supposed to be there.