My not-so-recent thread I posted a couple of months ago was when my father was at stage three lung cancer. None of the treatment plans worked, and my father is now at stage four. The large, bright fire of hope that once was in my heart is now a piece of coal. My father, at the most, has two weeks to live. The dramatic change that happened to his exterior is extremely obvious.What used to be an energetic man with a warm smile is now a thin, weak man. I've never dealt with this much grief in my fourteen years of life.I don't and never wanted to make this post so selfish, but is their anything I can do to be with him more while he is slowly dying? I have already taken this day off to spend time with him, but academics is important, but not as much as my dad. I really want to make these last weeks with him meaningful. Now that I am looking, there are tissues scattered all across my desk from me subconsciously tearing up periodically and wiping my face. If you have any advice, I will be more than happy to read what you have to say. EMC is the best therapist.