A few weeks ago I had a biopsy at my local hospital. I received a letter shortly afterwards giving me "the earliest possible appointment" at the xx cancer clinic, but no details about what was the matter with me. I found this hugely distressing - I have a huge family history of this particular type of cancer - it has killed several members of my family. I was a mess for about 10 days - unable to hold it together for long, and crying all the time. I finally, through PALS managed to get my diagnosis from a nurse, over the phone. While the diagnosis itself was the "least worst" outcome - it was the cancer that is rife in my family, but had not spread and they had got it all out, there is a very, very high probability that it will recur (about 80% chance), and for this reason, I have to have three month checks, possibly dropping to six month checks, for life.
My DH seems to have no comprehension of a) my early distress or b) the fact that the cancer is likely to come back. He gets very fed up with my crying (I am still a bit tearful, almost daily) and says he doesn't know what I am crying for, they got the cancer out, I'm still here. He just doesn't get it. he has never been faced with anything like this, and has never lost any friends or close relations. His view is that I am fine, should just stop wailing and get on with life. I have this huge weight hanging over me, and the possibility that our children also have inherited this genetic link (and will have to be tested in due course). He seems to have no idea how or even why this is affecting me the way it is, and I don't know how to get into his head what it is like to face up to your own mortality. I have tried to discuss it with him, and ended up shouting, and he just says "I really don't see what the problem is," and "It's not really cancer, anyway."