My Father

[ClevelandBronco]

Originally Posted by Donger

I appreciate that. The inner Brit is me doesn't like to "make a fuss" (exact words from my Dad), so I haven't bothered with details since really.

What he has will kill him. It's terminal. It's just a question of time. It could be months or it could be a few years, but the survivability odds are zero.

The logical side of me is becoming more accepting of that fact, but it really doesn't make it any easier emotionally. Honestly, I'm more worried about Mum at this point.

We're a far-flung and massively dysfunctional family of sorts here, man. There is no "making a fuss." There's just weirdly inexplicable connection and continuing prayer, thoughts and hopes, depending.