My husband has deep tougne base cancer.
We were both sucesfull happy workaholics until an unwelcome visitor turned up one day. Some days we do well, it's light and happy and cancer is just a ghost in the background and I get some work done.
Otherdays the demons get him and he hooks me us as his emotional punch bag. I hate these days - he's not even in treatment yet, he starts monday but he's like a hurt animal lurking in the corner looking for someone to savage. On those days all the fun has gone and i realise that we are actually both quite angry, selfish people - I worry that I am actually too selfish to support him through this.
My husband was always my world but now he's my bloody life! 6 months ago I left a really big job to relocate and set up my own company when the cancer man rudely knocked on our door - now my fledgling company is sorely neglected and I find myself as a carer, a cleaner, a taxi service and a secretary. My roles as a wife and a boss seem to be on hold and it sucks.
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