My husband was diagnosed with terminal cancer - primary lung spread to numerous bone areas.It started with a sore back and shoulder 10 weeks ago and now we are on the last few weeks of his life.
I stopped work immediately to care for him, our two daughters are 18 and 21 both at university the youngest left home two weeks ago the older is already away.Thankfully they aren't far away.
The decline has been so fast from being a "healthy looking man" to losing weight,now bloating with edema, and starting to become confused, although most of the time his mind is still as intelligent as he always was.
He is in his happy place in his chair which he's slept in for 12 weeks as he can't lie in a bed, ( tried a hospital bed at home but that's not use)and I sleep on the settee next to him both comforting each other.
He is in his last weeks of life and my goodness it's taken our breath away,I've had cancer twice ,all early stages so I've touched on the horror of this awful disease.
we have a fantastic team supporting us,for him to be at home and I'm so thankful for that.
I hope he just slips away peacefully,and then our horror starts without his love and the kind intelligent person he is, the new normal will be different that's for sure.
Thank you x
