Hi everyone, it's taken me a long time to write, first of all can I say that after reading some of the posts on here it made me realise I'm not alone in my nightmare. My beautiful Husband was diagnosed with Stage 4 lung cancer in January this year, after what the consultant thought was just a bad infection, prior to this we were super fit and healthy. He is 52, I'm 49 and we are each others world. How did this happen to us. We are slowly learning to live the "cancer" life, it comsumes every day doesn't it, but we also try to make the best of our good days, last weekend we were at a 80s festival, but the come down from the good times is so bad for him and me. I'm so very scared about not having him by my side, I want answers now but then again I don't. Some days he looks great, like nothing is wrong, others I worry he's going downhill. We are just into the last session of 7 months of chemo and I think the plan is to switich to immuno, so far so good, but we know that could change at any moment. Talk about having to face your worse fears before you really ever wanted to. Sorry if not making much sense, so much goes on in my mind.