Daughter

Dad had been with the palliative care team for about five months. He’d been living as well as possible he went fishing with his mates. He didn’t want to give up he just couldn’t. One day the doctor came to me and said that it was time for me to make some choices and some decisions about Dad’s wishes, for his end. And I got to ask all those tricky questions like ‘How do you even know when the end is near?’ Dad and all of us really felt that we knew what to expect and knew how to get all the friends and family involved. It was a really sad time, but also a really happy time because we got to do it Dad’s way.

Have you thought about the end of your life?