My husband seemed completely numb to what she had to say and was being a little strange. After the doctor left us he seemed very confused and angry and quite horrible. I figured it was understandable but I was reeling especially as I had received a text from my sister to say mum had only a couple of hours left. I went to the quiet room to had a quick cry and pull myself together, I asked to have a quick word with the nurse and told her my husband was acting very out of character. She said she wouldn't know as she had only met him today but she was sorry for what I was going through. I took him home with a big bag of meds. He was strange all the way home and on getting there I recieved a call from my sister to say mum had passed. It was very peaceful. I could only keep thinking - I mustn't fall to bits.
i made a spread sheet to work out which meds and when so it would be easier. As I pulled all the meds out of the bag I pulled out his discharge sheet. It said he had lung cancer and it had spread to his brain, his lymph nodes and his adrenal glands. I knew this was even worse than I had thought. I just wanted to curl up and cry.
I settled my husband in bed for the night and set alarms on my phone to remind me when to give him his meds. 6.am he was up and running around calling me for help, he had a wet towel wrapped around his head, he was in a lot of pain, he was confused and agitated.
