Hi there, this is my first post. My lovely husband Dave has Terminal cancer of the bowel, which has spread to a bone in his left pelvis and peritoneum. We don't know yet how long he's got. Ever since the terminal cancer was diagnosed I have been devastated partly because I sent for an ambulance 3 times before the diagnosis in July this year:(:(, when he was screaming in agony and 3 times they sent him home with "it's just indigestion". I cry every day and my heart is truly broken. I cry because of the misdiagnosis and the pain he went through and the pain yet to come, I cry for everything we could have done together in the future which has been stolen and I cry for myself as I don't know how I will continue without him. My doctor said that I am suffering from Anticipatory grief which has also triggered a very deep depression. Dave thinks it looks as if I am trying to take the attention away from Dave, which I'm not - if I could make this go away I would.
I'm also very angry! Dave is my 'ToyBoy' :D by 8 years and we always thought I would go first. He's only 54, so young. The medical field recognises Anticipatory grief, it's just a pity that the general population aren't educated in this phenomenon. I feel like I am going through Hell and because the majority of people probably haven't even heard of it, I feel so alone. God Bless You All.