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.
THis has been the worst week ever. I lost the love of my life of 35 years to cancer. I was with him his last 30 days of his life in the hospital. It was and is the worst nightmare of my life. My husband was diagnosed 11 months ago. He was told that he had a very curable cancer and he would be fine. He went though 11 months of chemo and his condition was poor at the beginning to the end. Chemo wore him down, made him weak and angry. He was not the person I knew. I kept telling him we will make it though this youre going to be fine. 6 trips to the hospital at least 2 weeks each time, we were still hopeful. He was given blood, plasma, magnizum and several other drugs and sent home each time weaker then the time before. Again we were still hopeful and looking towards this nightmare being over. I was my husbands voice and caretaker. I had to make decisions I never dream of. He was poked, cut and given no food in hopes that all of this would make him stonger. Test were done and the doctors couldn't find anything wrong with him. He should have pulled out of this and gotten better, This time he had a seizure and wasn't breathing rushed to the hospital. He was put on a breathing machine with no hopes of recovery. He was taken off 4 days later and seemed fine. He was moved to another room on a regular floor from the icu. A few days later he got a fever and was rushed back to the icu. A couple days later he was again put on a breathing machine because he was spitting up blood. only one day later he was taken off and seemed like his old self again. 3 days later I was asked what his wishes were for his death.I knew he didn't want to live with a feeing tube on kidney dialysis and have a urine bag attached to his side the rest of his life. 24 hours later he passed away.
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Mental and physical decline that require decisions. Didn't we always make decisions together?
Then, the dreaded moment when he was no longer present in the shell that I interacted with.
Gone....really, completely out of reach! But there is still so much I want to say. I've had to dispose of the very body whose warm touch gave me courage and strength to go on.
When do I get to go where he is? Why did he get to leave without me? I have no forward vision, only backward glances. The world moves on and they want me to move on too, but to what, when its so dark.
I am a believer in Jesus, His Word, and His purchase of my life. I'm ashamed that my witness is so negative and my gratitude entirely lacking. I just want to go HOME so I don't do any more damage to others.
Sylvia
Unanswered questions, unrealized dreams
Anxious moments
Lonely days, lonely nights
The emotions do level out in time.
We each must grieve, in our own way, in our own time.
Hopeful days emerge
Coping mechanisms develop
Little steps..
Time, it all takes time
Blessings
jdp
I know how hard it is to see what happens to people who get this disease that should've been studied for immumotherapy 25 years ago, at least! Instead it's the hideous radiation and sickening toxic chemo. My dear husband died at home. 28-1/2 years together. I am holding down our small ranch, have horse boarders (we always owned horses but I had to sell ours) stay busy mowing, trimming, taking care of horses, dogs, cat. I will soon be cleaning out and rearranging the garage now that I have sold most of my husbands welding equipment, his truck, stock trailer...very sad to see it all just go down the driveway. But animals all to great homes and someone else now can enjoy his welding equipment.
It's been 2 years and 4 months since he died. It's still hard and painful but with my doctors help I am getting by and even built a few things. Never used an electric power tool in my life but watched my husband so often I copied him. I built a ramp for our old dog who died just last December. I replaced the stairs outside and oiling tractor parts and driving the tractor and using it.
Never drove it before either.
So try to do things your husband did. You will be proud and he'll be proud of you.
I wish you the best.