My wife was 65 when she passed away with cancer we had been married for 26 years , i was 56 . It was a Tuesday morning she had not been feeling well for a few days , for the last 10 months her gp said the headaches were due to stress of looking after my mum who had dementia. She shouted for help , she could not get out of bed because she lost the use in her right arm and leg. 30 mins later the paramedics turned up got her down stairs , one of them told me it was a waste of time taking her to the hospital because they will just send her home , i was shocked i said why can't she move her arm and leg , he shrugged and said it's your call not ours, my wife said i want to go to hospital , he turned to the other paramedic and said well there goes our breakfast. The days went on she got worse . They told me shes a strange case and that they thought she had T.B . She was transfered to another hospital they did test and a brain biopsy, then transfered back to the other hospital. I was sat with her when a lady doctor and a nurse came to her bed swished round the curtains and said to me in a sharp loud voice " Do you know whats wrong with your wife ? " i said i had an idea , she said " your wifes got brain cancer shes not going home , ask the nurse if you need to know anything , pulled back the curtains and walked off , the other patients were shocked at how i was spoken to , so was i .That weekend wifes brother and sister in law came to see her , we were taken into a store room and told she had only 2 weeks to live and that on monday the palliative care team would talk to me . Hi i'm from the care team so have you decided were you are putting your wife , do you do that i said , no you do , i said i'm not sure what home would look after her can you help . She said go on line and google it and let us know soon  we need the bed space . Thats what i did , i told them i was trying to get help for mum with dementia and i was only getting 3 hours sleep a night , but still no help . My wife was moved to a home , they looked after her , i asked if there was any support i could have even just to talk me through what will happen to my wife , i was yet again told no . I spent 2 days and night next to her bed holding her hand , my best friend came and took over while i went to see to my mum for an hour every day . It was painful to hear her cry out and moan like a hurt animal , they gave her morphine drip to help with the nightmare she must have gone through. 2am saturday morning she passed away , i found one of the staff who checked on her and said yes shes gone. I drove home at 2.30 am walking into our house knowning i would never she her again. Brother in law and wife turned up later that day and asked if i had got the rings off her fingers because some of them need to go back into their family and did she have any of her mums inheritance left ... I look at the tv adverts for cancer about how patients and loved ones are supported . not in my case i was told there is no help , i was left on my own to cope . That was a year go , the phone calls stopped a few weeks after the funeral , friends stopped asking me out for a drink or comming round like they used to . The house is dark and quite comming home from work , no smile and a hug no smell of something nice cooking . Cancers fingers stretch out far and wide ......