My partner Carla was treated for lung cancer a year ago but it came back with a vengeance recently and sadly she died today. I was fortunate enough to be allowed into the hospital here in Italy and slept by her side on a chair for her last 5 days. Carla had adenocarcinoma's on her brain and her lungs were overwhelmed with cancer also, apparently it was very aggressive and only gave her a few weeks.
The Drs, nurses, health care workers and cleaners were all fantastic (this is the Italian health service in Belluno) Now I'm back home and fretting about the future, I've gone to bed about 5 times and got up to do things like washing up.
I have created a list of 3 tasks a day to keep me on track but I'm absolutely whacked after 5 nights getting about 3 hours sleep and of course watching my beloved partner die.
I'm worried I will not cope and will just end up drifting.
