My grandad was really ill, I knew it he was hiding stuff from me for months untill he knew he had to tell me. But when the time came to tell me he knew what my reaction would be and he was right, since than I’v been like a mother to him, filled up his drink for bed, tucked him in and said goodnight, made dinner with him and caring for him and enjoying the time I have with him before the time came when i had to say goodbye.
It was the day before his chemotherapy and he had never looked this bad before, I nearly cried but i kept it in. He was leaving to go to the hospital, i was leaving for school. By the time i got home it was too late. He died, he only wanted to go to the toilet and collapsed, died in the end of liver failure from the cancer.
I tried to hold it in at the funeral by saying my speech that nearly made everyone cry but now he’s gone i would like to say to those whose parents are going through cancer to stay strong and if they do pass away than remember the good memories you all had together.
Update from Emma 2 weeks later:
My grandpa was really ill lately and not long ago i was like a mother to him. But now he’s gone i feel like I’m bullying myself for no reason. Lately I’v been doing really bad at school but its not good as it was my sats
Page updated 17 June 2014