I am at my wits ends. DH, 50, was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkins lymphoma May 2020, in his bone marrow. Two regimes of chemo later and the bugger is proving bloody resistant and it's back all over. Spoke to the consultant on the phone today - he said, in a very black and white way - that there are only 2 options left, and he's not that hopeful they will work. Then, palliative care, then only a matter of months before he dies. I can't believe I'm writing this. I have two DC, 8 and 12. The 8 year old is autistic.
We have to wait a week until they decide on the next treatment as they are reclassifying the lymphoma (not that it will make a difference to the outcome) and then they try one.
I am in a panic, and in shock. I think he's going to die. I know he's not reached palliative care yet, but it was the way the dr was talking and to say that to us over the phone, meant it must have been important for him to lay the cards out on the tables as it were.
I'm not asking for sympathy really, more, sharing for any messages of hope. But I also don't want to be in denial. Will this nightmare just get worse? how do I cope? I'm quite simply terrified. I can't lose this man.