My husband cancer returned 7 years on and it's incurable. Had a horrible journey with care but now he has the best team and great care.
I look at my husbanand and see a fearful man, Frightened and desperately trying to stay positive and upbeat for everyone. However the moods creep in and he snaps at the kids and grandchildren, me, the cry, I'm trying to pick up the pieces. Saying all the obvious things. I try and explain to my husband that he needs to realise he can't keep doing this hey don't understand it and only want to love him be near him.
It's tragic, I'm trying to be the glue, and losing my husband , trying to sort everything for everyone. The whole time I'm scared myself, terrified, battling with tomorrow. Living in the day.
Hi
Reading your story I think everyone here will recognize just where you are. It does make me glad to read about the great team - part of which of course will be you.
I am glad you came here because it can help us all feel less alone living with this battle.
<<hugs>>
Steve
