My Husband

I wanted to take a few moments to write about my husband, David. Anyone who knows him will already know everything that I have to say, but I want to say it anyway. When we got married 7 1/2 years ago, he believed we'd get married, build a house big enough to raise two kids, and live a long, happy life together. Well, we got married, built the house, and then instead of the planned path, he has taken on the job of caring for and supporting me through this sometimes difficult journey that we are on. And it is touching that he can do it so well considering that he also lost his mother to cancer when he was in high school. This disease of mine has been been more unfair to him than to me in some ways.

Despite having to take on a burden that he didn't expect, he has taken it on in stellar fashion. I try not to make things too hard on him, but when needed, he has shouldered "my" tasks as well as his own. He is still working, but luckily he is able to work from home often. So, in addition to his regular job, he is now preparing food and drinks for me on treatment weeks, fetching drugs, feeding the dogs, walking the dogs on his own, going to the store, sometimes more than once a day, to get whatever my shifting whims have dictated. While undergoing treatment, I take nourishment and calories in whatever form I can, and what I can eat/drink/tolerate seems to change a bit each time. And David is right on top of it all. He is even doing "my" garden tasks when asked. :-)

He is doing an amazing job without any complaints. According to the doctors, there's little chance of a cure for me, but we keep fighting each battle to try, and to at least give me long periods of peace and good health. Since David didn't sign up for a life with a wife with cancer, who cannot work outside the home, and who sometimes needs a lot of help, my goal is to give him as many breaks as I can by earning periods of remission that are as long as possible.

I love David very much, and I couldn't have asked for a better partner though this.