but not to forums in general. For years I have been on other happier types of boards.
It's 20 weeks today since my husband of 40 + years died (June 29) . He was in the hospital for 5 months before that. He had a dissected aorta on January 25, 20008. They operated, and repaired it, but there was so much damage. They wanted me to "pull the plug" in February. I wasn't sure how long was long enough to try and let him heal, but I knew 3 weeks wasn't it. He woke up on Valentine's Day. He was getting slowly better, and then he would have a set back. He got off the vent, and a lot of the meds. He moved to an L-TAC(Long Term Acute Care) hospital in April. He fought so hard to get better. In the end it was infection and pneumonia that took him.
I know he is fine, better than fine. He is in heaven. It's selfishness that bring me here. I don't know what to do. I hate this. I want our old life back. He had retired from General Motors a year before he got sick, and I had been involuntarily retired when the travel agency I worked at closed 3 years ago. We were suppose to be traveling and enjoying this new stage of our lives.
He was still a part-time firefighters, which he had been for 36 years. It was his passion not a job.
I thought maybe I could find some people here that understand the pain and fear that I am going through now. I guess it's true, misery loves company. It's just if I hear one more well meaning person say, "I know how you feel. When my mother/father died, I was....." I know they mean well, but it is not any where close to what you feel when you lose your spouse. I know I lost my father and mother in 2001 and 2004 respectively.
My children and friends try to keep me busy, and I appreciate that, but sooner or later, I come home to an empty house.
I wanted to introduce myself before started commenting on other posts. I will try and do that tonight.
God Bless you and keep you,
Linda
It's 20 weeks today since my husband of 40 + years died (June 29) . He was in the hospital for 5 months before that. He had a dissected aorta on January 25, 20008. They operated, and repaired it, but there was so much damage. They wanted me to "pull the plug" in February. I wasn't sure how long was long enough to try and let him heal, but I knew 3 weeks wasn't it. He woke up on Valentine's Day. He was getting slowly better, and then he would have a set back. He got off the vent, and a lot of the meds. He moved to an L-TAC(Long Term Acute Care) hospital in April. He fought so hard to get better. In the end it was infection and pneumonia that took him.
I know he is fine, better than fine. He is in heaven. It's selfishness that bring me here. I don't know what to do. I hate this. I want our old life back. He had retired from General Motors a year before he got sick, and I had been involuntarily retired when the travel agency I worked at closed 3 years ago. We were suppose to be traveling and enjoying this new stage of our lives.
He was still a part-time firefighters, which he had been for 36 years. It was his passion not a job.
I thought maybe I could find some people here that understand the pain and fear that I am going through now. I guess it's true, misery loves company. It's just if I hear one more well meaning person say, "I know how you feel. When my mother/father died, I was....." I know they mean well, but it is not any where close to what you feel when you lose your spouse. I know I lost my father and mother in 2001 and 2004 respectively.
My children and friends try to keep me busy, and I appreciate that, but sooner or later, I come home to an empty house.
I wanted to introduce myself before started commenting on other posts. I will try and do that tonight.
God Bless you and keep you,
Linda
My husband passed away on August 11th of this year after being critically injured in Iraq on April 10th (he was a Master Sergeant in the Marine Corps). Everyone obviously grieves a little differently, but I do know how badly it hurts. My prayers are with you. God Bless.
But I don't need to tell ya'll that b/c I know you all know the feeling all too well. Just know that you are in my prayers, and if you ever need to talk or vent or whatever, I'll be here to listen. PM me anytime. 
