Simona
My Story is about My Dad, Maurizio
This event took place from 03/15/2022 to 06/19/2022
The Discovery
My father was 55 years old when he was diagnosed Diabets type 2 in September 2022. A diabetologist’s friend of mine was his doctor and prescribed an anti-diabetic oral drug and diet so he started to lose weight.
But he lost weight so fast and we were proud of him. At the second visit in March, something strange was in his blood value. I immediately understood there was something really bad and I asked to my friend to quickly visit him. Then after CA119 dosing all was clear to me. He was dying of a pancreatic cancer. We had the diagnosis confirmation and stadiation in April after an Echo and a biopsi.
I had prepared my dad for the diagnosis but we thought at least to have chance to start a chemio. In May I was pregnant of 7 month and my Dad had his death sentence: he could not start the chemio. Bilirubin was too high because of the liver metastasis. In One month he would be dead and it was. From 19 May to 19 of June, we had one month full of party, dinner, cinema and lunch with family and friend until a couple of days before his last breath he started to worsen.
My Dad was really brave and stayed with us until the end, asking for forgiveness for his mistake, telling us how much he loves us and he was not afraid to die. In a few month he was prepared to leave the body and the family and go to his direction.
This is My Story
My father was 55 years old when he was diagnosed Diabets type 2 in September 2022. A diabetologist’s friend of mine was his doctor and prescribed an anti-diabetic oral drug and diet so he started to lose weight.
But he lost weight so fast and we were proud of him. At the second visit in March, something strange was in his blood value. I immediately understood there was something really bad and I asked to my friend to quickly visit him. Then after CA119 dosing all was clear to me. He was dying of a pancreatic cancer. We had the diagnosis confirmation and stadiation in April after an Echo and a biopsi.
I had prepared my dad for the diagnosis but we thought at least to have chance to start a chemio. In May I was pregnant of 7 month and my Dad had his death sentence: he could not start the chemio. Bilirubin was too high because of the liver metastasis. In One month he would be dead and it was. From 19 May to 19 of June, we had one month full of party, dinner, cinema and lunch with family and friend until a couple of days before his last breath he started to worsen.
My Dad was really brave and stayed with us until the end, asking for forgiveness for his mistake, telling us how much he loves us and he was not afraid to die. In a few month he was prepared to leave the body and the family and go to his direction.
The Impact of Time
Time is quite strange.
Two months after his death he would be granfather.
But that time was not enough on time.
For only two months in 55 years he lost the joy to see his daughter being a mother.
It’s funny.. he would be died one year Earlier or after.. but he dies 2 months before my baby birth
What I have learned about time is that we cannot spend time in arguing or bad feelings. We don’t have enough time.
We spent the last month staying together hoping he will be here one more days.