FriedGreenTomatoes sorry your husband is fighting cancer. My husband was diagnosed with grade 4 malignant melanoma in January 2001 and given 5 years to live. In October 2003 he was terminal with 6 tumors. 3 in his right lung ,1 in his chest and 2 by the optical nerve . His last Christmas we talked about his funeral he just said do what you want . The last meal he ate in full was that day.
In those days we had enough morphine in tablet and liquid to kill herds of elephants. When he was terminal he had palliative chemo only 2 side effects he had where the ones he didn't want . Lost his sense of taste and became impotent . I can still remember my heart breaking when he cried in my arms saying he was dieing and he couldn't make love to me .
We had already decided if the pain got to I would overdose. Our McMillan nurse had already told use he was on the highest dose anymore would kill him .
And before you pro lifers get your knickers in a twist over ending someone's life . You watch your husband dieing everyday from his diagnosis and then become terminal . Him waking in the night screaming in pain with a pillow over his face so the children wouldn't hear until the morphine knocked him out and when he was to weak to hold the pillow I did because he begged me .
He wanted to reach his 47 th birthday . The day he died he had long talk with our son privately and our daughter was on the train coming from uni had long talk with her on the phone . The nurse put the morphine pump on him and he became unconscious. When our daughter arrived and my parents said good by and left . I lay on the bed by him . He was on full oxygen and couldn't breath . I looked at the children and told him to stop struggling we would be ok . He died few minutes later . He had been given 4 months to 2 years he died just under the 4 months .
What our children don't know and will never know their dad only saw them as black blobs from beginning of January . He was going blind from Christmas day.
But the care he had from the hospital and our wonderful McMillan nurse made a difference to our life.
Once the cancer was removed from his face and skin graft only me and the children he won't live . As in his words he didn't want to be treated like a dead man walking and wanted our life to be as it always was. When he was terminal he cut people out of our lives. He didn't want pity or being treated differently.
But I am so glad that there is now treatment for grade 4 malignant melanoma that can extend the quality and quantity of their life ..
My husband had to die he was in agony and I had to let him go . If our daughter had got home before the nurse put the morphine pump on . I would had ended his life for him . He was and still is the love of my life and still my husband.
The King making that speech I hope people do get the screening . I go for my mammogram every 3 years and do the bowel cancer test every 2 years .
FGT there is nothing worse than watching the other half of yourself dieing everyday and there is nothing you can do to stop it . My husband was the fit healthy one I was born disabled and been in constant pain my whole life . I have visible and invisible disabilities. Plus born with a hole in the side of my heart.
I was always prepared to die first .
But life isn't like that . So we all have to live our lives to the full.
I looked after my dad with my mom until he died turn ,my mother in law who I hated for 40 years. Mom lived with my last 18 months of her life cancer and dementia. Dementia killed my mom 4 months before her body died.
You are not alone watching the person who is your whole world suffering day by day. It's the price we pay for love . I know you are already grieving for your husband as you would rather it was you suffering not him. I also know you break your heart crying when no one can see or hear you . I did that . It's hard to be strong but you are and your husband must hate what he has become my husband and dad did .
Just take it a day at a time 🌹🌹🌹🌹