The picture painted to me and my husband over 2 years ago now at diagnosis was his cancer was incurable. The prognosis for time not good. Basically it was doom and gloom. The critical life insurance was paid out, in husbands case the conditions for this was if life was expected to end within 12 months. He received treatment, ups and downs on the treatment journey, followed by more treatment, more ups and downs on the treatment journey. The treatment was finally stopped in Dec due to husband ending up on critical care due to rare side effects (some of you would of read of this before) with the likelihood of husband receiving any form of treatment in the future as unlikely. Well we thought we were entering the final chapters in our journey together as the picture painted was like I said doom and gloom repeatedly for the last 2 plus years. We never expected this but my husbands cancer has remained and is stable from Dec when it was stopped, I'm going to refer to this as 'our own little miracle' we are trying to make the most of this time we have but it is hard as we know inevitably at some stage we are going to be told it is growing again as this has been the picture painted to us and the picture painted again will definitely be one of doom and gloom. I think what I'm trying to say is don't give up hope, the picture painted can sometimes change from the original one painted at least for a while. We are hoping for a good while yet. Yes his body has been hammered by the treatment, he sleeps a lot, has no temperature control and is weak but he is stable and we have more precious time.
