Losing hope

In just 24 hours, a world can be turned upside-down. I came away from the hospital last night feeling quite positive – yes, Dad was quite poorly, but he was in the best place and I was hopeful that all would be well. Today, we have been told to prepare ourselves for the worst. The chest infection has become pneumonia, and the doctors are concerned that it could be lung cancer. He looked so ill lying in the hospital bed with an oxygen mask on, really struggling to breathe. I am so afraid of what the next 24 hours could bring.