Jamie, I'm so, so sorry for your loss. I hope you get a flight back home pronto.
Ya know, Jeff was actually doing OK before all this came down. He was coming to acceptance with his diagnosis. I was the one that just couldn't...who kept looking for answers. He didn't want to get any false hope going. And there were hard times- when he asked me to just let him be. Was it selfishness, wanting him to feel better? To maybe heal? Could be. I think Freud could have a field day with all of us, Jamie. I guess the best thing is to be honest with each other, offer a helping hand, and not be hurt if it isn't accepted. And not to judge other people, or how they deal with illness. Kind of like grieving the loss of a loved one. Everyone does it their own way.
Mel was the same and she won't mind me saying. We even had a furious row about it on holiday once and she blurted it out. 'Just leave me to progress'.
Was I selfish in not? In twisting her arm? Probably.
Is she glad now?
Do the ends justify the means? Who's to say.
One CAN think too much you know.
Onwards and Upwards!
Thanks for the kind words Cheer.