I have read everything I could find and then some about your father. I would like to know more about what he was like, and what that time period was like for you.
Oh ok if it isn't an attack than sorry for my rude postings, I just saw this. I didn't see him because the last time I saw him was in the summer. I was in schol and I wanted to say goodbye to him when they made the decision and I din't want to go through the pain of doing so again. It was of course difficult for me. My sister was too young to really understand and has only one memory of my dad not being in the hospital. I was nearly suicidal, and if I didn't see him while he was dying it helped me save a bit of my sanity. In short I didn't want to. My dad was a selfless man who was very close to me, and I don't think he would have wanted me to either, he would have wanted me to remember him hiking with me and playing baseball and bedtime stories, not him sick and dying, and motionless in that bed.