My husband has gone back into hospital almost a year after being diagnosed with metastatic prostate cancer. The disease has progressed further into his bones and spine. He has an infection that Doctors are battling to identify and help my husband recover from. He is on what is called an Internal medical ward where they try to treat patients who are not able to cope with surgery.
I am finding each day harder and harder to get through. I am visiting him everyday and spending all the time I can with him. He sleeps for most of the time, he is very weak, unable to feed himself or to drink.
I am so afraid of life without him. He has been such a dominant presence in my life for more than half my life. What do others do to occupy themselves during the evenings and times between visiting hours?
everything about our journey through from diagnosis to now has been so quick. I have fought so hard to get him everything he needs from good care from a brilliant care provider, a power wheelchair, to a comfortable bed. What I haven’t been able to control is the community care from GP’s, district nurses and others who have ignored my pleas for palliative care. The upshot is hospital admission when my husband wants to be at home receiving care and with me and our beloved golden retriever. I am beyond devastated at not having him home and so sad I can’t sleep or eat. I just wait for the time when I can go to see him again, I am very worried about our dog who is stressed by not having her Dad at home. Sorry to go on but I just somewhere to chat, living alone with no one to talk to is so rubbish right now.
