My husband (we’d been together for 52 years) died in his sleep 9 days ago, a year after his diagnosis of advanced cancer. He’d been given 12-18 months and he endured all the horrible effects of chemotherapy so he could be with us as long as possible. I’d prepared myself for a slow decline, but not finding him in his bed - he’d been ill the day before but refused to go into hospital. I know this way meant he didn’t suffer but I’m full of sadness and regrets. If I’d called an ambulance the day before against his wishes would he still be with us. My son and daughter are great but they’re grieving too. How do I get through the funeral and wake and beyond?
