Not been on here for a while even though I promised myself I would try and return every few months
its been coming up to Seven years since my wife Adele past away, but I still have that bloody horrible mask they used to hold her head and shoulders still whilst undergoing treatment, I just don’t know what to do with it, it feels like I throwing the last bit of her away, why they sent it home with her I never ask as I was so busy looking after her.
Do I bin, it, seems disrespectful, burn it, send it back to the hospital in Glasgow or ask my local hospital to put it in medical waste, my mind still goes numb when I think about it.
Thanks
and keep safe and well everyone, the hurt will get easier, honest.
Hi!
I'm from Glasgow too. I don't know about sending it back to the hospital as I tried that with boxes of my husband's unused Stoma bags. For reasons of health and safety and hygeine they wouldn't accept them even though they were boxed and unused. I tried to offload them to our local GP practice as well but wouldn't take them their either mentioned something about contamination even the company who supplied them wouldn't take them either. Strange I thought as the NHS seem to be in a mess and crying out for supplies. So sorry to hear you have this and I appreciate it may not be pleasant for you to have it in the house but at the end of the day it's your decision on what you think is best there is no wrong or right way with these things. I lost my husband Jay just over 18 months ago to bowel cancer and this was the first things that came to my mind to get rid of all his walking aids and stoma/urine bags etc I think adrenaline just kicked in and it was something I just needed to do. The zimmer frame and rollator went back into the community for reuse as did his shower seat and wheelchair. Social services supplied a wheelchair as well but that ended up lying in the boot of the car and never got used either because he became bedbound. Seven years is a long time but then they say grief has no time limit. I still expect Jay to come through the door or hear his big booming voice- you heard him before you saw him- I still get my dark days/weeks even though it has been 18 months but just tend to go with them now and like unwanted visitors they eventually leave. I wish you well with moving forward. Take Care.
Vicky.
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