Husband's anticipatory grief
Big sigh. My dear husband is not coping well with my worsening disease. I've had progression of my lobular MBC, previously in bones and now to peritoneum, omentum, GI tract. I am finally going to have a laparoscopy/biopsy next week and then begin weekly Taxol. My mood is better now that these things are finally scheduled! My husband's mood is not so good. He won't do support groups or counseling, he says. Instead, he keeps muttering "We're...[effed]." I want to say "Hey, I'm trying to enjoy my todays! Button it!"
I love my husband. He loves me. But his untreated depression is so tough to live with. Can anyone relate? And if so, my heart goes out to you.