So... the worst I had hoped wouldn't happen has happened...
As some of you may know from recent forum postings, I have been attempting to care for and help my ex and also very close friend through an extremely difficult time in his life. He lived in Muskegon, MI. He was diagnosed with terminal lymphatic cancer in May, and was given 6 months to live. Down the line 6 months and he was still here, alive and kicking, albeit weaker and more ill. He disguised the majority of the pain and heartache he was going through, as did I from him, though we both knew full well how it was affecting each other. My own health has suffered during this time. He was initiated on an experimental laser surgery program, one which would hopefully both save and prolong his life. He wasn't sure at first, but as time passed, he seemed to get better and happier, more hopeful. So did I, in turn, though a part of me always knew the cancer would be a shadow cast over him. The laser surgery was non-invasive, and for the most part a success. However, they later found a lemon-sized lump in his leg which was cancerous, and they also found a huge blood clot in the same area. We were devastated. He still kept going for chemotherapy, but it was to no avail. They couldn't get rid of it. I'd done all I could to help him, be there for him as a friend.
Now, I haven't heard from him in well over a month. I tried all I could to get in touch with him. Nothing worked. His phone was not responding because it's no longer active, his Facebook was deactivated a long time ago, and his relatives knew little if anything about me. The only means we had of contact was Skype.
I received confirmation from someone who knew him yesterday that he has died. Apparently my ex had given his friend access to his Skype so he could tell me, before the worst happened.
....I can't even be there for his funeral. I can't be there to say goodbye. I won't even know where he's buried....
...How can someone cope?
As some of you may know from recent forum postings, I have been attempting to care for and help my ex and also very close friend through an extremely difficult time in his life. He lived in Muskegon, MI. He was diagnosed with terminal lymphatic cancer in May, and was given 6 months to live. Down the line 6 months and he was still here, alive and kicking, albeit weaker and more ill. He disguised the majority of the pain and heartache he was going through, as did I from him, though we both knew full well how it was affecting each other. My own health has suffered during this time. He was initiated on an experimental laser surgery program, one which would hopefully both save and prolong his life. He wasn't sure at first, but as time passed, he seemed to get better and happier, more hopeful. So did I, in turn, though a part of me always knew the cancer would be a shadow cast over him. The laser surgery was non-invasive, and for the most part a success. However, they later found a lemon-sized lump in his leg which was cancerous, and they also found a huge blood clot in the same area. We were devastated. He still kept going for chemotherapy, but it was to no avail. They couldn't get rid of it. I'd done all I could to help him, be there for him as a friend.
Now, I haven't heard from him in well over a month. I tried all I could to get in touch with him. Nothing worked. His phone was not responding because it's no longer active, his Facebook was deactivated a long time ago, and his relatives knew little if anything about me. The only means we had of contact was Skype.
I received confirmation from someone who knew him yesterday that he has died. Apparently my ex had given his friend access to his Skype so he could tell me, before the worst happened.
....I can't even be there for his funeral. I can't be there to say goodbye. I won't even know where he's buried....
...How can someone cope?
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