In the middle of August 2012, my husband and I found out that he has cancer... incurable, inoperable pancreatic cancer & my life has been a sad fog of hospital stays, doctor appointments and fear of what will I do without my best friend. I've decided to create a blog about my experience with the sadness I feel, to have a place to put my feelings, since I cannot afford a shrink and keeping it stuffed inside seems to be making me feel like I'm going to explode.
This is a blog devoted to trying to survive the loss of my husband, and best friend
I don't know why I'm doing it, I'm such a private person - and a big believer in being careful of the TMI, but perhaps I need an overflow valve. So there you have it.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
I don't know what day it is
It's 6am and I've been living in this hospital with Paul for over 2 weeks - I am so tired and feel so hopeless. I'm so glad I've got family around me because otherwise I would lose myself drowning in my sorrow.
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