Evening all, My loved one has been diagnosed with terminal lung cancer, it’s been 3 weeks now but it doesn’t seem to have sunk in. I at the moment finding the nights hard, knowing it’s another day down - have I said enough? Have I done enough? Do she understand how much I care? Did I capture each second of it? Was I fully in the moment? It’s this overwhelming pressure and I cry most evenings, the nights seem dark and knowing the worse is yet to come, gives me an aching heart feeling. Sorry for the rant , just wondering if anyone else has any advice or felt the same?
