Weʼve raised £124 to Help to raise money in Chris memory by sky diving
- Funded on Tuesday, 6th November 2018
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On Monday 30th April 2018, Chris took himself to A&E at the Royal Glamorgan hospital, with excruciating pain in his abdomen and back. They quickly admitted him to ward 2 and put him on IV fluids and morphine based medication for the pain. Things didn’t improve over the next few days and they sent him for an ultrasound, that proved inconclusive so he was sent for an MRI and CT scan, with the hope of finding out what was going on.
The CT scan showed some cause for concern on his liver, they were hoping he had some abscesses, but to make sure he was sent for a biopsy. The biopsy was something he said he would never have done again, painful and left him visibly shaken. Now we had to wait again.
Chris continued to deteriorate and struggled with walking and his talking started slowing down too. It was agonizing for all his family watching him like this, but we all had hope. And we hoped that there would be a fix for whatever was wrong inside Chris.
On the 10th May 2018, the consultant asked us to accompany them to “the room”. I had been in “the room” before and your stomach lurches, as you know it’s never good news.
All I remember in “the room” was the words, unfortunately it’s cancer. I think I blocked most of the rest out. Looking over to Chris and watching his world fall apart before my eyes was probably one of the hardest moments of my life. Then the words from him “how are we going to tell the girls?”. My heart still hurts today when I think about it. I remember them saying the words secondary cancer too, so we knew it had come from somewhere else and still we didn’t know what type of cancer it was. More waiting, while our world stopped turning, everyone else’s kept on moving. It just didn’t seem fair.
A couple of days later we found out what type of cancer it was Neuroendocrine tumors. What the hell are those? This form of cancer is rare and life limiting. At best Chris had 5 years. At worst, who knew. So again more waiting to find out which type of NET it was. We kept positive, had to be good news somewhere down the line.
Chris decided he couldn’t take anymore in hospital and on Monday 21st May 2018 he convinced all the professionals he would be able to manage at home and I was more than capable of administering his meds.
He came home and at first it was a struggle, but between us all we managed to work through it.
Chris went down hill rapidly at this point. The cancer had made him so ill he hadn’t eaten for 3 weeks and the weight was dropping off him. He still kept his sense of humor which usually meant taking the mick out of me, this is something I miss now and would give anything to hear him comment on my weight and the size of my arse.
The district nurse visited on Friday 25th May and she was concerned for Chris. She called the doctor out and he was the 1st person to be completely honest with me. He told me that Chris was so ill, that he would be surprised if he had to come out again to see him after the bank holiday on Tuesday 29th May. 3 DAYS TIME! not months! not weeks! 3 DAYS! My world fell apart for the second time. We decided not to tell Chris what the doctor had said, how could we? The doctor also told our 11 year old daughter when she asked him how long it would take to fix her daddy. For that I will be eternally grateful. Things moved again so quickly after that. The Macmillan nurse was with us up to 3 times a day but was always on call if we needed her, she supported not only Chris but the whole family. She phoned to check in regularly and cwtched me when I needed it. Without her and the district nurse I don’t know how we would have coped. On Sunday Chris needed to have a syringe driver in place to make sure he remained comfortable, but he continued to fight. He wanted to live so much! He didn’t want this cancer to win. But it was a fight that was never going to go in his favour.
On Monday 28th May 2018, After Bethan shouted “I’m going out daddy I love you” through the door and his daughter hayley (my best friend) going to have some food and a much needed break, Chris took his final turn for the worst. He waited for his girls to leave before His breathing changed, he took his last breath at about 1900 on that day and peacefully passed away.
I have never felt heartache like it and hope I never have to again.
The support and care provided by the Macmillan team was second to none. It’s hard to believe that they are funded by donations, when they do such an amazing job with the people with cancer and their families. We have raised over £1000 so far and I hope by you supporting Georgia and Stuart with this Skydive we can raise even more.
We never thought we would be affected so closely by cancer, but you never know what’s around the corner.
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