We've only been at this since mid-April and I've already figured out that everyone is now going to tell me their cancer story. It usually goes like this....

"My mother/sister/neighbor had colon/breast/skin cancer and they are all right now. That was x years ago, I'm sure your husband will be just fine."

All I can do is smile and thing...what they hell does that have to do with anything.

Other thing that has happened....was at the grocery store last week in our small town, at the checkout line, had a woman tell me her breast cancer story, and how she thought about killing herself, on a day where I was having a tough time coping with my husband's illness. I put my hand up, told her I had to go, she literally chased me through the checkouts to finish telling her story....oy vey!