Just a little Life update.

Hello lovelies, just a little life update today.
As most of you know my Dad died in February and his death is currently in the hands of the fatal accident inquiry.

You could say life has been a little stressful.

We did go on a holiday in may to Mallorca to scatter my dad’s ashes, that was a bit up and down emotional wise.

My eldest daughter started Glasgow university in September, that was a proud mum moment.

My 6 year old daughter was diagnosed with asthma and sleep apnea, after being hospitalised several times, not good. She’s also receiving berevement counseling, to help her with the loss of her grandad.

I was trying to move life along by taking my daughter’s out, we had a good time at the Coca-Cola truck, even if it was freezing.
I purchased my own domain name and was going to do all sorts to my blog for the New year but knowing me, nothing goes quite to plan.

I managed to get tickets for the Christmas lights switch on in George Square, Glasgow last Sunday night and the kids, my mum and I had a wonderful time.

Last week was pancreatic cancer awareness month, I managed down to Glasgow Cathedral to take some pictures of the purple lights so I could share on social media for awareness of this devastating disease 💜

I ended up in hospital on Tuesday, so I underwent a CT scan, heart tracing and bloods and was sent to the stroke clinic the following day for more tests, and now I’ve to go for a MRI scan on Monday and a Doppler Scan on Wednesday.
I’ll know more next week.

I always say sorry for being quiet as Life gets in the way, maybe I should stop saying that and jinxing myself.

Anyhoo I’m trying to get into the Christmas spirit and I hope you all are too.
As always thank you for taking the time to read ❤️

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Reason for my absence.

Hello lovelies, as many of you have seen, it’s been a while since I last posted, so with great sadness and a broken heart, I’d thought I’d let you know why.

My Dad was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer on the 24th of December 2015.

Some of you may know that a pancreatic cancer diagnosis is not good, the chance of survival is next to none, unless you are lucky enough to be a candidate for the Whipple operation but to get to that stage you must endure chemotherapy and radiotherapy and Hope that the tumour shrinks and doesn’t spread.

The chemotherapy started on the 18th of February 2016, my mum’s birthday!

My Dad went through this without complaint, then there was radiotherapy.

This continued up until the tumour had shrunk enough for my Dad to be a candidate for the Whipple operation.

This operation is one of the biggest operations to undertake, I won’t go into detail, all I will say is that the operation took 10 hours.

My dad wanted this operation as it was a life extension of hopefully 5 to 10 years, without it he wouldn’t have got a year.

My dad walked into the hospital on the 15th of August 2016 , their wedding anniversary.

The operation itself went well and he was doing good, apart from a fall in the hospital toilet, as he was left unaided!

2 weeks after the Whipple operation he took a massive bleed that resulted in another surgery and another surgery the following day, my dad then spent the next 3 and a half weeks in Intensive care 😢

We sat by his bedside day and night willing and praying and hoping that he’d pull through, and he did ❤

I thought our prayers had been answered, I was wrong 😦

I won’t go into to much detail but some of you may have seen my anger on twitter at the lack of care my dad received, we couldn’t have shouted any louder.

My dad was left unable to walk and brain-damaged 😢 he never made it home after the operation and sadly he passed away on the 24th of February with my mother and brother and myself by his side 💔

We can hopefully lay him to rest next week as this was delayed due to the procurator fiscal being involved as none of the doctors would sign his death certificate.

We got a temporary cause of death from the procurator fiscal and can register his death tomorrow, but it’s pending investigation 😢 we won’t know the real cause of his death for 6 to 8 week’s.

The only thing that’s keeping me going just now is knowing that he isn’t suffering anymore.

My heart is breaking 💔