My dear husband has been living with colon cancer and liver and lung mets for the past three years. Over the last three weeks to he progression of this was so dramatic.
My son and myself were caring for him at home as this was his wish. On Monday we all ,including him come to the realisation that we could no longer give him the care he needed by ourselves at home and his palliative care nurse was coming on Tuesday to arrange moving to the local hospice.
I was sitting with him at 8.30 and he asked me to get our son. We both sat with him and held his hands while we shared our feelings, and at 8.50 he closed his eyes and slipped from us.
We both are finding comfort in the belief that my dear dear husband and my sons living dad decided that he was not going to the hospice but staying with us and chose to go before the nurse arrived.
She did by the way arrive ten minutes after his passing.
We will miss and love him always, but know he is at peace and passed in the way and where he wanted to be.
