DH already had it but moved from stage 1 to stage 2 this week. DM diagnosed today with another cancer (after getting over a different major cancer in 2019).
When she rang to tell me I just knew, I felt I knew for weeks, odds thing happening which she just threw away as the NHS being under so much pressure which just didn’t ring true for me.
just wondering if I’m getting immune to cancer diagnosis. Had it myself in 2010 and have had DH with it since 2013. I feel as if I should be sitting here in bits sobbing my heart out but instead I just feel, OK, another load of shit to deal with, a few weeks ago I was beside myself over DH having more tests.
I seem to have just moved into practical mode. Been out and bought everything I can think of for DH and what we may need, Imodium, constipation medicines, yummy foods and snacks to encourage eating as he’s not interested in food and must not lose any more weight.
when DH starts treatment next week we are going to be shielding for three months minimum. How on earth can I support my mum (and Dad, both in their eighties, although fortunately very sprite and able).
Can only assume my brain is in self preservation mode. Lots of friends asking about DH today but I can’t bring myself to tell them about DM.