My hubby has recently been diagnosed with incurable lung cancer (he's never smoked) and we had our first meeting today to discuss the chemo that he will be starting soon. They also sent us home with a bag full of meds - four different lots - and I had a major wobble about them. For some reason I felt that it had been left to me to know which was which and the responsibility just hit home. I think that I've recovered a bit now, but I just wondered has anyone else had the same kind of experience? For a moment there I felt like I had fallen at the first hurdle, but it's an emotionally heightened time for all. Thanks for listening.
