My name is Kay, I'm a 20 year old girl, and my boyfriend died last Wednesday morning.
He has a rare cancer called Metatastic Rhabdosarcoma (excuse the spelling, most probably wrong), which was diagnosed to him September 2008. He started to complain of back pains...when he went to the GP, they sent him away saying that he most likely pulled a muscle due to his job (he was a stockroom assistant in Argos). When they eventually referred him to hospital (5 months later!!), they kept him in for 3 months as they couldn't figure out what kind of cancer it was.
He had chemotherapy for quite a long while, off the top of my head I would say maybe 9 months. It was a very hard time for him, but the cancer went away, we hoped it would never come back because if it did, then it would carry on coming back and eventually kill him.
Life carried on as normal for a while, he is a very upbeat person despite what was happening :) however i remember the day when he pulled me to one side and told me it had come back. The doctors thought he would have a year left, with 3 months of good health.
Over the past 3 weeks, he had breathing problems, yet the hospital or GP did nothing to look into it. When his parents took him into A+E last Tuesday night, the doctors confirmed he had pnemonia on both his lungs. He died the next morning.
It hurts so much because there were times when they could have caught it sooner and prevented this. His cancer was in stage 4, and doctors thought he wouldn't have survived chemotherapy. Also it happened so fast; we had only gone Christmas shopping the previous day and he was fine. He was walking around and laughing, it never would have occured to me that he would have gone.
I feel so unmotivated by everything; Jake was the one who got me through my miscarriage to our baby and my dad's death last Christmas. I honestly feel that have lost my soulmate. I just want him back...
