Postby peadubb » Mon Apr 13, 2015 10:53 am
I hope I don't come across as the major downer today, but need somewhere to share my fear and loneliness. I had to take down the beautiful fence my husband built around our home on the ranch 16 years ago. It was all falling apart now as it has not been kept up very well since hubby became ill. While dismantling it (and there is a lot of fence) I could catch views of my poor hubby lying in bed as he is now just about totally bedridden. I became sadder than I have been since his DX over 6 years ago.
I don't cry as a rule (I mist up a little, but will not let go), but I was as close to weeping as I can ever remember. We have a wonderful support group in our town, and I have a group of friends who are helping with re-fencing. I just don't think they would understand why a fence has so much sentimental value...but it does. My hubby built that fence because I read him the riot act about wire fencing...yes we have some, but not in view of our home. And that was directly due to the fact that my husband loved me enough to spend countless hours building this beautiful fence that is now gone.
OK...sorry all...just needed to get that written down and shared with people who might understand
Husb dx IIIb Jan/9
Resect Jan/9
12 trts 5FUV/Ox
Stg 4 Nov/11
Lung /liver mets Nov/11
Myxoma Dec/11
Liv resect Dec/11
Lobect Jan/12
Heart Mar/12
aorta/liv Sept/12
GIFIRB Feb/13
Embolism Apr/13
chemo Nov/13
End chemo December 2014
Start Stivarga Feb 2015 Scan on April 14, 2015