My husband of 33 years has tonsil/throat cancer with newly diagnosed lung metastasis. He has been through the hell of radiotherapy 5 days a week for 6 weeks bolted to a table with a mask over his face and shoulders. The PET scan revealed shrinkage of the tonsil cancer but not cured, a further CT 3 months later revealed active throat cancer and the lung mets not grown very much. Prior to this he was beginning to eat limited amounts again back on tablets instead of liquid medications all was looking good and promising. He began to go downhill and was unable to swallow again and an “ulcer” appeared on his palate at the rear of his mouth. It was the tonsil cancer. Oncologist has told us that immunotherapy is the only palliative treatment that can be offered (he starts this soon). This can stabilise, shrink or do nothing for the cancer and potentially give him a further 3 months of life. They do not expect him to be here next year.
I have become his full time carer doing all the jobs he used to do and I am so very tired and just do not know how I am going to cope with his expected deterioration and keep smiling for him. We have a very supportive daughter nearby who helps as best she can, she has a 3 year old and a job.
I really don’t know what I am asking for by writing this, maybe it’s just to get it off my chest. But do you know what, I really need a hug 
Thankyou for reading xx
