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My Grandad, My Hero…

grandadshirt[dropcap style=”2″ size=”2″]I[/dropcap] think as weeks go last week couldn’t have got any worse… The past 2 months has been a roller-coaster journey for my family, how do you get passed times like this? A week ago today we lost my wonderful Grandad, at the ripe ole age of 90 years old, to cancer – the horrible C word!

[dropcap style=”2″ size=”2″]Y[/dropcap]ou can never be prepared, I knew he was 90 and of course I was under no illusion that he would live forever, (well I realised this when I was about 21) but still the past 2 months have been so quick and too quick to make sense of it all. 2 months ago Grandad was rushed to hospital for a blood transfusion, which led to CT scans and later an MRI scan: we were told, only 6 weeks ago that he had a tumor on his liver which was causing all kinds of nasty things to happen inside him. Over the weeks he has eaten less and less and grown incredibly weak, despite my Grandmas amazing efforts to look after him, it was all too much and on the 24th August he was taken to St Johns Hospice. Grandma and Mum were told the dreaded news that we had a few weeks left with him, my Mum said it was the hardest day of her life.

[dropcap style=”2″ size=”2″]T[/dropcap]he team at the hospice were fantastic, you couldn’t ask for more. They made us feel welcome, informed and they looked after my Grandad to the best of their ability and as much as anyone could.

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