Oh I so feel for you and your Hubsand, with everything you are both going through. I don’t want to make this all about me however I was diagnosed in 2016 with terminal bladder cancer and am so fortunate to still be alive but I can appreciate all your fears and worries. To be told “not to worry” is the hardest thing, my Hubby worries daily about me and the next thing that could potentially take me out. He is my caregiver for now, and I see how tired and grey he has become on this shitty journey, I see him become anxious, I feel his pain. Death is something that will come to us all but when you are diagnosed with a life limiting illness, it forces you to face all the things you don’t want to have to face, your mortality for one.
You need to take care of you, try and take some time out, for a ladies lunch or have a hobby where you can be selfish and try and switch off, even if it is just for an hour.
YOU are important and your fears and worries need to be spoken about or it will end up driving you mad. I bet there are some things you haven’t dared to say out loud and every time they pop into your head, you will try to bury them. Do you have a close friend who you can say “just please listen to me” and get it all out? Or write it all down in a diary? Even those things you don’t want to think about, just getting those out can help emotionally. There just isn’t enough support, psychologically for those with cancer and for those who support us... my Hubby is having counselling, his 4th time now since I have been diagnosed, it gives him the chance to talk about whatever he wants and I think that’s helping. He also was prescribed antidepressants as sometimes the weight is too much to bare.
Sending you a massive hug ❤️❤️❤️