My son's Dad died on Monday (today). He had lung cancer and caught bronchitis. Had spent a week in the hospital but had come home. Yesterday my son took him back to the hospital, as his Dad couldnt breathe. He had contracted pneumonia. Here is R with my son and my Gram about thirty some odd years ago.
My son and his Dad. Of course, since R. had the cancer, I felt he might die within the year. I feel glad I saw him last Thursday. I don't know what my son will do now. He lived with his Dad and depended on him for everything. It is very upsetting, the whole situation. I will go to see my son on Tuesday. I will try not to kick into my co-dependent self wanting to fix everything and tidy things up and pay for everything. Who will pay for the cremation? Who will take care of..... my mind races. It makes me appreciate even more the way my parents took care of everything around their deaths before they died. It made it less anxious a time for my brother and I.