My finance and I have already been through a month long ordeal leading up to his diagnosis of bladder cancer. I will never forget the look on the Dr. 's face me as he handed me a picture of Jeff's bladder and said, " I think it's Cancer." I felt the blood drain form my face and i was speechless. Did they know this was a possibility so they could have prepared me I thought. He was brief and curt and hurried out to do three more surgeries that night. Needless to say as we were driving home after midnight with Jeff crying out in pain, he asked me what the Dr said. The Dr had never spoken to him, as he had said he would. I had to tell him myself! It was heart wrenching, and I couldn't even hold him since we were traveling 65 miles an hour down the interstate.
That seems like so long ago - after many meds, dr appt. trips to Er and ultimately the hosipal for some relief for him we got through it.
I think we were slightly in denial and still weren't sre what we were in for. Two months later, the pain that supposedly saved his life as the dr said, was back. I see how depressed and burdened Jeff is with fear of the unknown snd what lies ahead but I don't know what to say. I try to just listen and be available but he says that approach seems like I am not interested.
I am a nurturer and want to serve and do something to make things better. I try so hard but it just never seems to be enough.
I teach 3rd grade which takes a lot of my time and it's not easy to call in sick. When I am home with him, I feel helpless and can do so little, but I feel guilty and worry when I leave him alone. This summer I was here 24/7, but this time if he needs a BCG treatment, I can't be there every day all day long.
I would love some advice of how other caregivers got their loved oen through this and what I can do to ease his pain, encourage him and show him my love and support. Thank you.




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