My "old dutch" and I have been through the worst twelve months of our lives, and think we are coming out of it now.
We have been together for more than fifty years (54) and nothing prepares you for the "big C" attacking a loved one.
My role has been primarily to get her to where she needed to be and finding our way through the dreadful buildings to be attended to by the most wonderful people, all of whom have progressed matters hastily and professionally.
The learning curve has been vertical!
The Jag, unfortunately, could not be trusted, so went! Shame!
Bit like "bic".
We have been together for more than fifty years (54) and nothing prepares you for the "big C" attacking a loved one.
My role has been primarily to get her to where she needed to be and finding our way through the dreadful buildings to be attended to by the most wonderful people, all of whom have progressed matters hastily and professionally.
The learning curve has been vertical!
The Jag, unfortunately, could not be trusted, so went! Shame!
Bit like "bic".