Each day is getting more brutal.
My husbands throat is sore and bleeding again.
His neck is red and looks like he was beat with a red hot poker.
Bright Red and looks mean.
We were told two weeks from today is the last radiation treatment (Unless something goes awry)
That's 10 more days of Radiation.
It's getting more and more difficult as each day goes by. A simple sip of water is like entering the gates of hell.
I have never known anyone so brave in my life.
All of my friends and everyone I know. Family. Everyone. They all tell me I have been amazing thru this. I haven't been. I cringe inside when they say that to me. How do you respond?
What do you say? "Thank You?"
I have just done exactly what I know he would have done and would do for me if the situation was reversed. "Til Death do us Part. For Richer and For Poorer.
In Sickness and in Health."
Tonight was the worst day of all.
My husband looked me in my eyes. Looked at me all the way down to my soul and whispered out one simple question.
"Am I dying?"
I can't write more. Tears and anguish. Fear. Heartache.