My husband was in prison for the last 3 years. We had been having problems just prior to him being diagnoised with a brain tumor. I had told him in January of 2007 that I wanted to divorce him. We got a call in March that he was rushed to the hospital. He had a cancerous tumor in his brain. They removed what they could and started chemo and radiation. He was of course never the same, as he could barely walk, lost most of his memory and could not talk very well. Of course him being in prison, did not help his condition. We had to fight to see him and find out any medical information. When he went in for surgery, he asked for forgiveness and if I would stay with him. He did not want to die alone. From that day on, I did everything I could to let him know he was not alone. We thought he had hit a plateau, as he was done with chemo and radiation and we did not think the cancer was back yet. On February 18, we got another call. I had just seen him on that Sunday, and he seemed fine. He was found down in his cell and was air lifted to the hospital. He never woke up. We found out he had too much dilatin in his system and it caused him to fall and hit his head. He was on a vent and feeding tube for 3 weeks before the governor granted clemency from prison. We moved him to hospice and he passed away the same week. The guilt I feel is awful. I made him so sad and alone before this happens, and now I will never know if he had forgiven me or if all he remembered is that pain. He was supposed to be released from prison in June this year, so we almost made it. Now I will never know if we could have had our happily ever after.
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