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  1. I was one when my dad was diagnosed with mulitiple sclerosis, before that when i was newborn my dad loved to walk and would take me every where. i grew up thinking that my dad was no different to any other except that he was in a wheel chair. My dad's Ms did not effect him that much and as my mum went out to work he took on the role as carrer to me and my little brother and house husband. When i was 18 in 6th form at school ( i was 18) i decided to find out about MS and saw that the average life expectancey of someone with MS was around 20 years from diagnosis, by that time my dad had had it for 17 years i put it out of my head and tried to carry on. I thought about the possitives, my dad was always at home and we spent alot of time with him, he became one of my best friends, even though i moved away to go to university we would phone all the time and talked about our favourite soaps. I felt very lucky because when ever i would go home i would prefer to spend time with my mum and dad than my friends as my mum and dad are my best friends in the world. 2 years ago my little brother moved in with his girlfriend an 15 monthes ago my neice was born dad was over joyed to be a grandfather and doted on shannon. I gratuated from university with a physics degree and my dad said he was so proud of me. One month ago my second neice was born, and we went to visit dad and mum. From a family of 4 we were know a family of 8.My brother had his family and i was living with my boyfriend, my mum and dad said they were glad that we had partners who they thought of as part of the family. i am 23 at the moment and on the 3.11.03 i came home from work and there was a phone call that my dad had died. He was only 51.I saw he the week before and the thought of what would i do if he died crossed my mind, i got rid of it quickly and just made sure i gave him lots of cuddles. dad had a massive heart attack when the plumber was around. It's been 2 weeks and i feel confused, sometimes i feel happy and want to celebrate how wondiful i thought he was, i know i made him proud and i have no regretts about things i should off or shouldn't of done. Other times i feel as if he is comeing back and is just on holiday and will tell me this is a joke, then i releise how long i will have to live without him and it hurts. My mum is on her own and the house is now empty. I feel him every where but i can't touch him. I loved my dad so much and i have very good memories, i am scared i will forget what he smells like or feel like. I'm sorry my story is so long Emma
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