My DH had a stroke on the 31st April, it was catastrophic and he didn't wake up. He was 46, I'm 41. We have a 6 year old son.
He died 12 days later, at the time I told the consultants I was ready and that they could take him off the ventilator which would then lead to the inevitable. I know it had to happen but today I wish I could visit him in hospital and brush his hair and beard, wipe his face. I know that his mind was gone then, just his body was left but I'm finding it so hard today.
It feels like the end of a grace period with DS going back to school tomorrow, my appointment to register the death is tomorrow as well. I have to start dealing with admin then.
I'm worried about bills, the mortgage should be covered but I don't think I can afford everything on my wages. I just want him back