You continued to work during 2005 still feeling ill, some days were better than others but you were not getting better and your GP was still saying it was a reflux problem. After getting all the information together you went once again to the GP and told her that you thought you had cancer! she almost laughed at you and said that you most certainly did not have cancer! This eased your mind and you continued to take medication that you GP had prescribed. I was shocked that no blood tests, or in fact no tests had been given at this stage, you were getting thinner although still strong as you always 'worked' out. We were all planning for Christmas and you continued to work and tried always to ease your symptoms, but during the latter part of the year you got worse and lost a lot of weight, your GP at last sent you for a scan. I was waiting at home for you to let me know how you got on. The phone rang and you told me you had cancer! I didn't know what to say my whole world was spinning around, not you my baby brother, how could you have cancer, you were always so fit, why did the GP not know sooner? I had so many questions and I was angry, not at you but at your GP another member of my family was misdiagnosed. But if anyone could beat this you could, you stated on Chemo, had a completely different diet. The doctors at the hospital did loads of test, the outcome was Esophageal cancer! with only six months to live, you were only 39 years old and had two little girls! We both decided that you would beat this and boy did you try, you continued to work from home when things got tough for you, your company were a godsend, it gave you something to do with no time to think too much about the future. You managed to take your daughters to Disney World in France, how you did that I'll never know you came back so exhausted! You continued to fight all year until it finally took a turn for the worst, you could not fight any more you body was giving up. At last you went to a hospice, you said yourself that you had wanted to go there and at least you had wonderful treatment and were treated like a human being. You were fading rapidly, your wife and I spent almost day and night with you. Neither of us wanting to let you go, you still continued to hang on and fight with what strength you had left. We told you it was OK to stop fighting now and go to sleep, you had fought enough and now needed to leave us. We held your hands as you finally went to sleep for good. I cried and cried as you took you last breath but I had to let you go. I was so lucky to have had a brother like you, never will my life be the same again, but I know it has to continue.