I'm sitting here listening to my partners breathing, wishing he would slip away. It's been 5 weeks since we learned he has cancer of his kidneys, liver, lungs and possibly his brain. And in that time he has gone from mobilising short distances to being a bed ridden skeleton. He's peaceful at the moment but can be really agitated. It's breaking me. Carers, nurses and family come and go saying they're sorry. There's nothing they can do. It's cruel how a once strong, energetic man can suddenly become this frightened, frail, almost unrecognisable person. I've all the telephone numbers and leaflets they hand out but his hearing is so acute, I can't talk to anyone.
