My partner was diagnosed with cancer of the rectum at the start of the covid pandemic. His diagnosis had been delayed by the whole covid thing, because investigations etc were put on hold. By the time it was discovered, it had already spread to his liver. He has had a liver resection and a pelvic exenteration where they take the bladder, prostate, rectum etc. So now he has a colostomy and a urostomy. He has recently lost all his appetite and hardly eats a thing. The oncologist says that things look as if they are on the downward turn, and to expect him to get much worse very soon. He is 57. I have taken care of him all the time, and have managed to stay calm and kind of pragmatic until now (bar a few incidences where my emotions got the better of me). But now, oh my God, but now... i cannot stop crying! I don't show it in front of him because I don't want to distress him, but please, does anyone know how to cope??? I am so near to tears and if I see anyone I know in the street I just break down. I am crying now as I write this. Can someone please give me some help? How on Earth do people cope? I have nobody to talk to except my daughter and she has a lot of problems of her own. My partner's parents are from another country and I don't see them more than twice a year: they are elderly and unable to travel. The thought of being without him is too much to bear.
Hi Myfanwy, I'm so sorry to read your story. You sound to have coped so well so far but you must take care of yourself too. Do talk to your GP about how you feel. Also give the Macmillan Helpline a call, they are so supportive and will help you with finding any support available to you - do accept anything that's offered.
My heart goes out to you. Sending love and strength. Hugs. xx
This could be me writing this! I totally understand where you are coming from in terms of the crying (and hiding it)! I have times where I feel strong, then something random, like noticing the way he holds his fork, has me welling up and I remember I need something from another room, just so I can cry. It's knowing what he is going through in his own head and what's to come, that I find the hardest. I've even thought about how my life would look if the worst happened and that terrifies me and makes me feel guilty for even having those dark thoughts. As for how to cope - I wish I could help but I can't. We are grieving our previous life.
People on here have been lovely so as others have told me, keep reaching out.
Take care xx
Hi Cherry2
Thank you so much for your reply. It is so kind of you. I will call the MacMillan Helpline; I do not think the GP can help other than sympathetic nods (I have tried). I have coped quite well so far as you say, but I am falling to pieces right now, and I can't sleep. I will see what the helpline offers. Thank you so, so much.
Hi B2theC
Thank you so much for your reply. It is beyond heartbreaking isn't it? I keep looking at my poor boy and he is wasting away in front of my eyes. As you say, it's the thought of what is going through his head, as until now, he always had hope. He has lost that now and his eyes are so sad. I can't speak to anyone without crying and I am constantly welling up, and having to leave the room as you say. We had so many plans... I can't bear it. Thank you for being so kind; I really appreciate it and my heart goes out to you, too. Take care of yourself. xxxxx
I could be writing this too, your whole world just breaks around you. I cry a lot and I've stopped apologisng for breaking down. My husband has a few months and we were devastated that his first chemo didn't work and the cancer continued to grow and spread. I hate seeing this strong energetic man struggling to talk into the kitchen, fatigued all the time and unable to do things he used to enjoy. Its heartbreaking.
We just muddle through one day at a time. Our local hospice are great, I meet with other carers which helps you feel less alone. We try to have lunch out once a week and go away for weekends when he feels well enough.
Dark thoughts are normal, I am terrified of life without him, I worry about being alone, I'm not old at 60, but being a widow is scary. I try to live for now, but that's easier said than done.
I don't have answers but sometimes feeling less alone helps.
You lovely person, you. I literally feel your pain and am walking right next to you in terms of our lovely men. I had to pull over on the way to work and sat there just thinking about how our lives have literally been put on hold and it's like something has chomped away at our future timeline. Please feel free to message whenever...I clearly can't help in terms of what your husband is going through, but I can you. Much love xx
Oh my goodness. I have no words for you either. You may not feel it but you are are an incredibly strong woman to be even functioning on a daily basis. Incoming terrible cliche warning sorry, but you are not alone. As I've said to Myfanwy, PLEASE message whenever...even just to vent xxxx
Well, I'm balling my eyes out after reading all the above. It was the bit about holding the fork that set me off, as I look at my lovely man's hands every day, pale and cold, and just want to hold him against me and never let go.
I find his vulnerability hard to bear and I too am grieving for what we've lost.
I strive to be upbeat when others are around, but when it's just us we let the tears flow and cuddle. It's a temporary, and healing, release from this vicious disease that's dug its claws in. But we're determined it's not gonna divide us, however long we have left together, as we love each other.
Cancer, no-one loves you!
Take good care all.
Gill xx
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