I guess in some respects i was luckier than you.I never knew Rob wouldn,t make it until 21 days before he died.He was given 90% chance of 10 year survival and then no chance when his recurrence occured 3 months after he finished treatment.On the other hand robin never expected to survive from the day he was first diagnosed.In his ignorance cancer meant dying.After an initial drunken rant and tears the day he was told he had cancer he was the most stoical man i have evr met.His terminal diagnosis brought nothing but acceptance and a blitz of organising,then he just wanted it over.

For us caregivers its quite a different story,and you can read mine in my blog "walking towards the light".

Several of my lovely girlfriends here went through a long and protracted demise and i think that was so much harder.Mine was more like ripping the dressing off in one hit,but that brought its own challenges afterwards.

this is a subject many of us are comfortable talking about so don't ever be afraid to ask any questions you may have now or in the future.

love