Apparently I have a lot of anger issues right now.
I am angry at my husband for allowing himself to get to this stage.
I am angry at myself for not seeing that he had something going on.
I am angry at my family for not being a warm and loving family.
I am angry at his family for being selfish asses that only look after them selves or what they can get from you.
I am angry that after 25 years he still does not get it that I cannot hear him from the other room.
I am angry that I feel so helpless.
I knew I would be my husband's caregiver at some point but I never figured cancer. I always thought it would be his COPD. I was prepared for that not this.
Chemotherapy, surgery, maybe more chemotherapy. Does he have months? Will he have years?