The wife of a cancer victim The worst time in a marriage of a loving couple is the day a Doctor tells one of you, your terminal and there is no other treatment available. Blood transfusions are the best we can offer for as long as you feel your life has meaning. What that means, I still don’t know. The fact there is no energy, little ability to walk any distance? Who knows, it must be the individuals choice of what they call quality life. I feel unable to help. Unable to comprehend that in a matter of months he won’t be here. It seems impossible to me that this can happen, yet we know it does every hour of every day. It is hard to have the energy to do what needs to be done. Silly things like doing the house work, the laundry and my Home based business seem like more energy than I have. I know in my heart I must and so I do. It’s a struggle that I am not alone in facing. Many face this situation and we all get through. We support our loved ones and keep things moving as much as possible. Keep the face positive in this negative time. Our role as Mate, Partner and Friend do not end, nor should they. He sits and worries on all he needed to accomplish, that he no longer will have the energy to do. The chores he will leave undone. That is the state of all our fates. Some sooner than others. My way of dealing with this ugliness is write this story for me to confess, I’m afraid. I know God helps us cope and never sways, but I wish this would all go away.