Hi, it’s the 1 year anniversary (6th May) of when my husband collapsed and our world as we knew it was gone and this horrible thing took over. My husband doesn’t remember any of what happened just remembers waking up in hospital to be told he has a tumor that is the size of half his brain. But I was there when we were told to say goodbye that he wouldn’t last the night. I was there when he was close to a coma watching him closely. I remember every single minute and I’m dreading the anniversary, I’m grateful for every single day since but doesn’t stop you thinking it can happen any minute and I don’t want to be here on my own bringing up our 2 beautiful children alone. Don’t get me wrong I’ve tried being strong all through his treatment but this has knocked me again and I’m feeling low. My husband has no clue about that his condition is one day going to end his life (he has learning difficulties so doesn’t process information properly) and I wanted him to fight and not give up.

thank you xx