Widows & Widowers Support Group
This community is dedicated to those who have lost a husband, wife, or partner. Anything is open for discussion here, with the hope that we can focus on grief, bereavement, life after loss, and continuing on after a great loss.
reidit02
I lost my wife of 10 years 4 weeks ago. She was in the ICU unit at Shands Hospital for four weeks waiting for a liver transplant. They put her on the transplant list the last week she was alive. She began having internal bleeding that could not be stopped. They took her off the transplant list and she died two days later. I never left her side the entire time she was there. I would talk to her, hug her and tell her she was going to be ok. She could not talk back because she had a breathing tube in her mouth, but she could nod her head yes and no and she could reach out for hugs. I was holding her hand and telling her how much I loved her when she passed. I never imagined it was possible to hurt so bad inside. I feel turn apart inside, any and everything reminds me of her. I am in a daze most of the time anymore. I am lost with out her. People tell me I will forget in time. The problem with that is I don't want to forget. Does the pain ever stop? sorry for rambling on. I just do not know what to do any more. Scott
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You have come to the right place for comfort and support. We're all here for you. You have a hard journey ahead, but there are many here who have gotten through it. They will be here to guide you, as they have guided all of us who are new to this grief.
Warm hugs,
Linda
People, for the most part, have good intentions when they try to offer advice..but nobody knows what this is really like if they have not gone through it themselves...I can't offer any advice on when the pain will go away, because I'm nearly 7 months into this, and it hasn't gone...I just miss him more. Best I can say is deal with each day, each minute at a time, and try not to self destruct...it's so hard, and so unfair, and I really feel for you. Again, I'm so sorry. Take care, Wendi
Jennifer
You're not alone, just remember we're here to try to help.
Lean on your family and friends, let people help you.
Make sure you take care of yourself, sometimes in our grief we forget to eat or get enough sleep.
Hugs,
Janie
I remember telling my kids," guys I love you and I want you to come to me and I will be there but right now, if I am going to survive this I need to be selfish and work on getting better. "
Work may be on your schedule and that is hard but when you are back home, allow the pain to come so that you can let it out. It allows grieve to do it's thing.. Don't be surprise if you get it by waves (OK let's be honest here and say Tsunami ) of emotions. One minute you are crying, the next laughing like crazy at something that is not even funny and then feeling guilty for laughing ...A therapist told me early on that the first 3 months of grieving I should not pay attention to well meaning advice from others who had no clue and that anything I felt like doing or not doing was acceptable as long as I showered and ate. After 3 months you then start grieving in a more responsible way (Again everyone is different , grieve is unique to each individual) . Talking it out here or with someone you can open up to will help. Here is great because I remember wanting to talk about over and over about what had happen but felt like a broken record or as if I was imposing on family and friends. They just could not comprehend. Here no one judges you or gets frustrated , we are all swimming against the current.
In the beginning I took comfort in grabbing his robe and wrapping myself in it or just grabbing one of his shirt and cry myself to sleep. The tears I have shed probably would have taken care of the drought in some areas. Just when I thought I could not possibly cry anymore, another wave would hit but then something happen, the tide shifted and while the waves still came they were further apart and eventually not has ferocious.
The saying to wait a year for important decision making probably came from the fact that for that year we are caught between who we were and who we are having to become.
Now I'm rambling... Vent, rant, talk it out someone will always be here to listen ... At 32 months I am amazed at where I am at in my journey. It didn't happen overnight but one day it was there.