Last wednesday, the 15th of Aug. My DH passed away after a brief (7weeks) but painful bout of cancer. I posted when I found out he was sick, but it was all so fast that I didn't have a lot of time to update. All I can say is that it was the worst thing I have ever been involved in. He was in terrible pain for the last 4 weeks. The doctor contacted Hospice and all I can say is that they are angels. They supplied almost everything we needed and more. They became family in that short time.
I feel lost and all alone and it feels like I always be. I know that isn't true, but he was my true love and a wonderful guy. I still wish I could have gone with him! 10 wonderful years that I wouldn't trade for anything.
I went back to work today because I have taken the last 2 weeks off and things had started backing up. I thought it would at least give my mind something else to think about. It worked a little, but soon I will have to go home and I dread it. I feel sick emotionally and physically all over. I am still trying to process the fact that he was so sick, but he died so quickly that I can't wrap myself around it all.
I am in the middle of contacting everyone about accounts, insurance, mortgage, waiting for the death certificate, et al. My girls have been wonderful with a lot of the leg work. My mom stayed with Dale some days and with me after it was all over. I had his body cremated and don't have a clue as to the next step. But I am not going to do anything until I am ready.
Well, this is sorta garbled, but I am sure you can understand.
Sherry
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