I think the fact that he breaks down upsets him most. His entire worldview centers on him being tough and not making me cry. And the more people tell him that it's all right, the more he feels like he's failing me. When I reassure him, I see the "I have to be strong for her" look in his eye.
Maybe there are benefits to not being stoically noble and all that shit.
Connie really don't what to say. Except hugs and good thoughts to you both. And yes I'm glad he has you, and glad he has a tribe.
When I reassure him, I see the "I have to be strong for her" look in his eye.
If this is the role that is most comfortable for him then this may be where he needs to be right now. Sending comfort and strength ~ma in abundance.
I've been practicing widowhood scenarios in my head. I've always been obsessed with worst case scenarios. It's comforting, in its grim way, to have responses prepared, even though I wonder at the cold practicality in my soul.
I wonder at the cold practicality in my soul.
Practicality does not have a temperature.
Coping skills are coping skills...neither good nor bad.
Hubby has his Viking ethic, you have your imagination. Both are worthy tools at a time like this.
Do you know the chemo they're going to use, Connie? Is your profile addy good?
Also, I forgot to urge him to go to the dentist, if possible. You can't have dental work while on chemo, because of the chance of infection.
All Stage IV means is that the cancer has spread beyond the original organ. It doesn't mean the cancer can't be beaten back by various treatments for years. At least, that's the way I do my damnedest to think.