On his last day, my husband seemed very angry and dismissive of me. He did not want any physical contact and waved me away with his hand. The poor man was struggling to breathe so I suppose that might explain matters. We had been together a long time and I wish this had ended differently. I had to leave his bedside for a couple of hours but returned immediately when i received a confused text from him. I arrived just as he took his last breath - finding it hard to forgive myself. It's five months since he died and I find myself with very difficult feelings and have been having repeated nightmares where I just can't get to him. I realise this will pass but it's quite difficult to function properly. Has anyone else had this type of experience?