After my husband passed away from cancer in 2017. I was cleaning out his office space and I found a letter from his cancer doctor. The letter said that his cancer was terminal and he had to 4–6 months to live and would remain on chemotherapy until then.
I knew my husband had cancer. And he told me he was just going to fight it again, like last time.
He never mentioned the letter or the diagnosis the doctor gave him. The letter was dated November 2016. My husband went into liver failure on April 9, 2017. I had no idea he was terminal so I was fighting to keep him alive. By talking to the doctors to do more. To perform the stint surgery again to unblock his bile duct. And they did that.
Still my husband never said anything to me about terminal cancer and having 4–6 months to live.
He passed away on May 26, 2017.
I believe he was in denial of dying. And also he didn’t want me or the kids spending the last 6 months of his life crying and being sad.
He took the kids skiing in Colorado in January of 2017.
Him and I took a trip to Miami in February of 2017.
I think he knew deep down he was going to die. But accepting your own mortality is a hard thing to do for some people.
He was an amazing man.
Edit – thank you for all the upvotes it means so much to me.
I thought I would include a picture of my husband and I before he had the cancer. Just to show what a handsome healthy man he was. Before Cancer came and took all of that away from him/us
3/16/2020 – Thank you everyone for all the upvotes. I never expected to get so many. I never expected to get so much support from everyone as well. But the kind and loving comments I have received from people that do not even know me, have been amazing. It really has made me see the good in the world, and I needed that. I also feel my experience, caused others to think about their own personal experience with cancer and they would express that in their comments, which I am hoping helped them as well. ❤︎
Thank you everyone for your support and your kindness ❤️❤️
❤︎ I also wanted to share this picture of the Steve and the kids in January, skiing in Colorado. This was about 3 months before he went into liver failure. To me he doesn’t look like dying man, because even if he knew he was dying, he was determined to make sure he spent time with his children, and have the best time with them. Just to focus on them and their happiness and not him and his sickness.