My husband died on 20/8/23 in hospital. I was with him at the end, it was as if he was waiting for me. He had advanced dementia and lived in a nursing home. He died of COPD respiratory failure. Yes, he did smoke back in the day and that may have caused it according to some dubious meaning people but I don’t find it helpful to apportion blame.
I miss him so much, he was my purpose in life and I don’t know what I’ll do without him. I don’t think I lost him a long time ago to dementia, I just loved the new man he became. There’s only the two of us, no relatives and most friends have died. I feel ok one minute and crumbling the next. I just feel so numb. I’m
I miss him so much, he was my purpose in life and I don’t know what I’ll do without him. I don’t think I lost him a long time ago to dementia, I just loved the new man he became. There’s only the two of us, no relatives and most friends have died. I feel ok one minute and crumbling the next. I just feel so numb. I’m