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Dex, my sincere condolences to you and your family.
11 years ago, my only brother was diagnosed with Leukaemia and his only way forward was to have Chemo and a bone marrow transplant.
As a sibling, I had various tests ( needles - yuk ) and found that we were 100% compatable. I spent two sessions of fours hours each, on a Stem cell machine and had a bone marrow operation to give to my brother.
Unfortunately, it didn't take 100%, but he survived a further four years, of which, I am really greatful. I think about him every day and often shed a tear, especially on his birthday and the day he died.
Last December, my Dad died of a heart attack and as with so many other people, reality kicks in. You must remember the good times that you had together - silly jokes, days out, holidays etc etc etc. Nothing upon nothing will ever erase the memories that you shared together and nor should it. I remember the day that my brother died - 5 o'clock in the morning. I was called by the Hospice earlier to say ' get here ASAP ' but I was too late. I didn't get the chance to say goodbye. That hurts. Your Brother would have said goodbye for you and that counts.
As EddieM said, don't be afraid to talk to her. I am not religious either, but raise a glass or maybe several to my brother and now my Dad, to say thanks guys, good to have known you. Your special and that's how I want to remember you. Don't ever be afraid to talk to complete strangers, either on a forum such as this, or to someone else. Trust me, it helps.
Also, the words of Conny ring 100% true. Remember your Mum and carry on with pride.
Thinking of you mate - we are here if you need us.
Take care.
11 years ago, my only brother was diagnosed with Leukaemia and his only way forward was to have Chemo and a bone marrow transplant.
As a sibling, I had various tests ( needles - yuk ) and found that we were 100% compatable. I spent two sessions of fours hours each, on a Stem cell machine and had a bone marrow operation to give to my brother.
Unfortunately, it didn't take 100%, but he survived a further four years, of which, I am really greatful. I think about him every day and often shed a tear, especially on his birthday and the day he died.
Last December, my Dad died of a heart attack and as with so many other people, reality kicks in. You must remember the good times that you had together - silly jokes, days out, holidays etc etc etc. Nothing upon nothing will ever erase the memories that you shared together and nor should it. I remember the day that my brother died - 5 o'clock in the morning. I was called by the Hospice earlier to say ' get here ASAP ' but I was too late. I didn't get the chance to say goodbye. That hurts. Your Brother would have said goodbye for you and that counts.
As EddieM said, don't be afraid to talk to her. I am not religious either, but raise a glass or maybe several to my brother and now my Dad, to say thanks guys, good to have known you. Your special and that's how I want to remember you. Don't ever be afraid to talk to complete strangers, either on a forum such as this, or to someone else. Trust me, it helps.
Also, the words of Conny ring 100% true. Remember your Mum and carry on with pride.
Thinking of you mate - we are here if you need us.
Take care.