Apr 01, 2011 - 9:52 am
I wake up each morning and think that this cannot be. I lost him almost 3 weeks ago on March 13th after a 1-1/2 year battle with salivary gland and thyroid cancers that spread to his lungs. He had surgery to remove his glands, followed by 6 weeks of radiation. He had a second surgery after he learned that the remaining half of his thyroid was cancerous. It seems that the pathologist never looked at all the slides when he was on the operating table during the first surgery! Two months after the second surgery, we found out that the cancer had spread to both lungs. He did chemo in Germany, and he did great for 7 months. He started doing chemo here in December and ended up with pneumonia twice in February. He body just couldn’t fight back. I guess I was in denial, but I didn’t realize that he was dying until 2 days before his death. He was a wonderful, loving, and kind man. He was my soul mate, my best friend! We were married for 18 glorious years, and we have a 14 year old. I’m trying to stay strong for my son so that I can keep my husband’s memory and spirit alive, but, it’s so hard because my heart aches. My nights are the hardest, because I usually end up second guessing every decision that we made during his battle with cancer.