I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!Two days. A week? I'll take every moment I can get.
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
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I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
For what its worth. But you and yours are in my thoughts and prayers. 
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
First off, 'hang in there' hugs for cookie, and 'hooray' hugs for cmslt!!!!
The C has touched us, albeit minimally. Master had a growth above his elbow that concerned us. Two weeks ago he had it removed by his dermatologist. Pathology came back with squamous cell cancer.
Thankfully it's a relatively 'mild' cancer when caught early. It's pretty likely that the physician's assistant excised most of it, but I can see a suspicious edge on one corner. He will be following up on Wednesday with what to do next.
I'm grateful that, if we have to be touched so directly, it is a very reasonable form of cancer. But I hate that I'm going down this road again, and I hate seeing the worry that Master is showing. I've done a bunch of medical searching (my old specialty at work) and shown him lots of information of the 'don't panic' persuasion. Of course there is still worry for a while, but I think he's in very good hands. Considering all of his sun exposure over the years, I think he has been very, very fortunate.
This is a shame. I hope he is able to get rid of all the bad cells soon.First off, 'hang in there' hugs for cookie, and 'hooray' hugs for cmslt!!!!
The C has touched us, albeit minimally. Master had a growth above his elbow that concerned us. Two weeks ago he had it removed by his dermatologist. Pathology came back with squamous cell cancer.
Thankfully it's a relatively 'mild' cancer when caught early. It's pretty likely that the physician's assistant excised most of it, but I can see a suspicious edge on one corner. He will be following up on Wednesday with what to do next.
I'm grateful that, if we have to be touched so directly, it is a very reasonable form of cancer. But I hate that I'm going down this road again, and I hate seeing the worry that Master is showing. I've done a bunch of medical searching (my old specialty at work) and shown him lots of information of the 'don't panic' persuasion. Of course there is still worry for a while, but I think he's in very good hands. Considering all of his sun exposure over the years, I think he has been very, very fortunate.
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
I'm not sure why I'm here other than it's easier to tell far away faces and friends than it is in real life.
I somehow believe my sheer force of love will keep my husband alive. How can it not? I've only had him 5 years. I sit here, watching him sleep, afraid to let him sleep.
The hospice doctor was here. Said husband is in active dying phase. He thought two days. My husband said no way!
Fuck ALS.
Fuck cancer
Fuck loss
First off, 'hang in there' hugs for cookie, and 'hooray' hugs for cmslt!!!!
The C has touched us, albeit minimally. Master had a growth above his elbow that concerned us. Two weeks ago he had it removed by his dermatologist. Pathology came back with squamous cell cancer.
Thankfully it's a relatively 'mild' cancer when caught early. It's pretty likely that the physician's assistant excised most of it, but I can see a suspicious edge on one corner. He will be following up on Wednesday with what to do next.
I'm grateful that, if we have to be touched so directly, it is a very reasonable form of cancer. But I hate that I'm going down this road again, and I hate seeing the worry that Master is showing. I've done a bunch of medical searching (my old specialty at work) and shown him lots of information of the 'don't panic' persuasion. Of course there is still worry for a while, but I think he's in very good hands. Considering all of his sun exposure over the years, I think he has been very, very fortunate.
