That was one thing I struggled with in the early days - suddenly everything fell to me to sort out. DH was already quite poorly when he was admitted upon diagnosis and was put on tube feeding straight away. His speech was also very poor.
It's not just the life admin, but the cancer admin seemed never ending and quickly all the hcps involved were having to go via me as his speech was bad. I was quite surprised how poorly they were set up for non verbal patients as he could communicate fine through writing or a text to speech app. Even email. I don't know how I'd have coped with kids to sort out. We just seemed to acquire lots of telephone numbers and allocated people.
loobie totally get that. At times cancer seems bloody all consuming and you have to step away.
DH is still here, god knows how. So frail but still peaceful. Had to get the district nurse out last night as he was a bit agitated but they got him sorted and he's more settled now. He sometimes responds to me by physically squeezing my hand or stroking my arm which is lovely. I'm glad he knows I'm here and I'm able to give him comfort. I feel awful as I just want it to be over now, for his sake as much as mine.