I think it is true.
However, he needs further tests to find out the extent of it so as of yet we don’t know about stage or prognosis. It’s a recurrence of an initially very aggressive cancer. GP thought very bad news.
Yesterday, after the GP appointment he had let himself in while I was out (I am in the family home and he has a key but the understanding is that he doesn’t let himself in). He told me the news, and that he’d be staying from that moment on and living here again as he said it’s in the kid’s best interests if he’s going to die.
I sympathised with the news but said we are separated, you need to discuss with me what happens: I have a choice, and I don’t think living together is a good idea. He threw his front door key at me and stormed out yelling ‘I’ve got a fucking cancer diagnosis, can’t you be more flexible?’.
It’s as if the cancer means ever else is erased — all the separation agreements we made. Anyone else’s needs.
Today he has sent this message, when I asked him if he’d like to have the kids a bit as planned:
I’m feeling very fragile today. I really didn’t sleep much, and also struggling to eat very much at all. Hopefully it’s just the shock, and I will regain some strength soon. But at least today I don’t feel confident having the kids by my self. I would love to see them, but do you think you could join us?
The thing is, of course he’s struggling, of course he’s feeling fragile but I feel if I agree to join it’s a slippery slope, because he will keep on trying to get me to do what he wants.
But I feel a big pressure to agree.
We haven’t yet separated finances, no.