Hi, this is my first post. I lost my 59 year old husband at the end of July after being diagnosed with metastatic lung cancer just after my Dad died at the end of November. Double whammy. I was grieving for my Dad and coping with my husband's treatments in the new year. All was going well until another node was found on his lung, more Radiotherapy. We thought we had it beaten. One morning at the start of July, he wasnt himself, very confused .As the day went on he was becoming more agitated. Eventually got permission to take him in to hospital at night for assessment. He needed to be watched 24 hours , because he wasnt staying there. Already a different man...
He steadily became worse , buy knew all family and work friends who visited.
The cancer had reached his brain and there was nothing they could do. No time scale.
Sadly the Cancer took over and I was called back in as his breathing was deteriorating. I had 1 and a half with the love of my life and hisband of 33 years.
He would've been 60 on Saturday and me, 60 on Tuesday coming. We had so many plans.
I feel so lost and alone, My kids are great and my daughter especially, but they both have families and lives of their own. Both are around 50 miles in the opposite direction from where I live.
I've no motivation, been in bed since Wednesday. Hardly eating. Constant crying.
I really dont want to be here in 20 yearsThank you if you've read this.
Yeah we got it too. Not too bad in Glasgow just bins blown over and stuff like that think the coast got it worse Saltcoats, Largs etc. I hate storms moreso now am on my own
