So, My FIL was diagnosed 2 years ago with cancer of the bladder, he had an operation to remove the cancer, which was a success but it did mean he required a colostomy bag. He then went on to develop some complications with his kidneys, which meant one of his kidneys had failed and he needs a further operation around 5 -6 months after the initial operation. Which subsequently meant he required a further 4 bags.. which is devastating as it is and must be so
Since then he just has not been 'right' he has always been poorly with something or other, always off to the doctors for various tests etc and the hospital just letting him go saying it is just a bug or just part and parcel of the operations he has had. In the last 2 years he has gone from being fit, going on holidays, and almost the leader of the family (makes a lot of decisions , can fix anything that is broken , very successful, husband, dad , grandpa, brother and good friend) To being robbed of his body completely, He cannot do anything physically because of his bags, and because he just feels so sick all of the time, and any food he eats just does not stay down.
Anyway, last Friday he got rushed into A&E just because his wife had absolutely had it with the fact he couldn't eat a single thing without being violently sick. - they did one test on him, and a biopsy and confirmed the cancer had returned and spread to his lymph nodes and his stomach and he had got 3 months max to live.
So since Friday he has been on fluids, antibiotics and morphine. But yesterday he made a decision with his wife my MIL that he wanted to come off all fluids, and antibiotics, and just remain on the morphine so he can pass away quicker.
My poor poor husband is just dreadful he is not coping at all, and I feel so so helpless , all I can do is be there for him cant I, he cant sleep, he says he feels so numb, he cant think he has been signed off work for 2 weeks , and this is even before his father has passed away :(
Anyway my husband wanted me to go with him to visit his dad last night.. which of course I did , Our DS was with my mum at our home. I got there and my MIL was at his bedside in bits, my husban in bits . and he looked so so poorly, so thin and frail I got there and sat down and he told me how thankful he was for walking into their lives and how amazing I am to their family. I just absoloutley broke down in tears. I also saw a tear fall from his eye onto the pillow and it is a moment that will stay with me forever, he is so brave and must be so scared.
I have never been in that situation before. I didnt say anything but just cried and cried. I left around half an hour later and I just told him take care and goodbye. I gave him a home made card from his Grandson ( or 20 month old DS) to keep at his bedside
But I just feel like i have to hold it all together for my husband who is currently breaking apart in front of me, so I needed somewhere to get it off my chest.
The whole situation is utterly heartbreaking, so so so sad and draining. I have to remain positive for my son, and for my husband.
This is so difficult. Why is life so unfair and cruel?
Has anyone been in a similar situation ?
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