Hello everyone who can be bothered to read this.
My life sucks.
Nearly 8 weeks ago I gave birth to my 3rd child, a girl, completing our little family consisting of myself, my husband, and our other two boys aged 4 and 2.
2 weeks after giving birth, my husband goes for an MRI scan after suffering with a constant migraine for a few weeks prior that had him sleeping most of the day and night. Turns out he had a large brain tumour.
Fast forward a week, the consultant told us it wasn't good news... it's a glioblastoma, GBM4. In other words, brain cancer, grade 4, with only months to live if he doesn't get treated, and even then, life expectancy is about 1 year. He's only 30 FFS.
Now here I am. Awake at 1 am, because our baby girl won't sleep. I've broken a drawer in the kitchen from slamming it too hard in my frustration. My husband is fast asleep. I can't wake him to ask him to help me out, let me have just a couple hours of uninterrupted sleep. No. I can't disturb him from his slumber, to this nightmare that we're living. Let him sleep and escape this reality for a few hours.
I need to be 'awake' in about 6 hours time for my boys. I'm exhausted all the time as it is, and now to add only a few hours of broken sleep to that is making me just want to give up.
Why won't this child stay asleep. Every time I put her down she wakes up instantly. All she wants is to be latched on. But I can't sleep if she's latched on. Even while cosleeping, because my effing arm and hand is in so much damn pain, likely a trapped nerve.
My husband is slowly losing his mind. He's not the same person I used to know that's for sure. His personality has changed, he hardly talks, but whenever I ask him or try to get him to open up, he just brushes it off as if he's fine. And I can't push because that's when he gets aggravated. Which is so unlike him normally, he is the most patient person I have ever known. Or used to be. I'm losing him slowly. It's torture.
I don't know why I'm writing this. I just need to get it down, out of my head. And it all sounds like an unrealistic plot to a new book or something.. but this is my crap life at the moment. Maybe someone can come along and tell me if they've had any experience of knowing someone with GBM4. Tell me it's not as bad as what I've read it to be.