To Sarah who started this thread. By reading all these replies to your thread, I can't make up my mind wether my John is better off without having dailysis, I know we have no choice once the time comes. But it's a waiting game for him, having to have his blood, weight and urine check, waiting for results. Every time he feels unwell I panic, he can't do much, feels tried all the time, out of breath. No one has told us what to expect if he gets that ill if he will need dailysis. No one ever checks his stoma or his hernia's or if maybe the cancer has come back. I worry about all these things and I know he does also. I think he often thinks he wished he had never had all the operations and just let nature take it's course. He was a very strong man and can't except feeling this way. Now my feelings. I feel I have been cheated, I am 67 and John is 73 we have only been married for 12 years, been together for about 17 and in that time we have at last built up to having own our own house. A time in life when we could start enjoying the carefree life, but then last year we were shot down in flames with John's sudden life threatening illness. I am full time carer now and at last I am excepting it, I do love him but I feel so sorry for him and just wish someone could wave a magic wand and give him back to me whole.
I'll chime in on the "cheated" feeling, too. Yes, I feel cheated. I was 32 and Marvin was 39 when he first got sick with ESRD and went on dialysis. This has not been an easy road for either of us. To me, however, Marvin has been cheated out of much more (though he insists that I've been the most cheated out of a "normal" life).Sara's advice is right on the money...don't take anything for granted and count each day you spend with your spouse as special. In the past 14 years, Marvin and I have not fought or had a cross word (we've disagreed, as all couples do, but we have disagreed "agreeably" and there's the difference). We have also tried to find something to laugh about in every situation (and sometimes that's hard -- very, very hard -- to do). When Marvin got sick in 1995, I decided right then and there that I had to be the kind of wife who would have no regrets. I have been many things to many people -- daughter, sister, friend, aunt, teacher. I have not always been the BEST daughter, sister, friend, aunt, or teacher that I could have been all of the time. However, having such a sick husband has made me realize that being a wife is the most important relationship I'll ever be a part of (and, this is the ONLY marriage I'll ever be a part of -- I'm sure of that). I try to live every day so that when it's all over I can say, "I have no regrets as a wife. I did the best I could do all of the time." So far, I have no regrets, and I'm trying to keep it that way.Does Marvin "milk" it when he's sick? Yep, he sure does (as do most men I know). But I don't let that anger me. I just chalk it up to, "Well, he can't help it. He's a man!" Cheated? Yes ... but also, blessed -- very, very, very blessed. Being Marvin's wife has been the most satisfying, rewarding, important, meaningful thing I could have done with my life. As long as I feel more "blessed" than "cheated," then I think I'm okay.