Thanks to all who have replied. What a great group for seeking advice, sharing thoughts and feelings and receiving some much needed morale boosting.
After reading all the posts carefully... and most of them twice.... I have come to the conclusion that I am the one who may be depressed, not my husband.
Redwings comment struck me forcefully and I admit to feeling really very guilty and conscience riddled after examining it. The comment "That is something that once cancer patient would not say to another" is the one I am referring to.
I know it was not meant hurtfully and I did not take it that way either. Just good, no nonsense advice.
Your posts have really
opened my eyes!!! It is true!
I am the one feeling the loss of friends and relationships.
I am the one feeling caught up in the fall out that P.Cancer causes.
I am the one who wants to be more social.
I could keep going on for a long time, with the phrase starting "I am the one...." because when I now examine things clearly in light of all your wonderful honest comments, my husband is just being himself and not really having a problem with it all. I am the one who wants him to adopt a different attitude to this disease and now I realise that I don't have the right to do that.
Many of you who suggested that I simply get on as much as possible with MY life and MY friends and leave my husband alone to do what HE feels he wants to do and CAN do... thanks for that advice too. With only a little juggling about
, I CAN do that and not feel guilty about
leaving him for a day or so - which I WAS feeling.
In the light of all this, I have booked a two night stay at a beach resort 25 mins away... yes I know, we could very easily drive there and back each day, but we have now chosen not to..... and our daughters, husbands and grandchildren are going to spend Sunday with us where we will have a HUGE gluttenous seafood extravaganza for lunch - my husband just loves shellfish - and drink lots of good wine.
We won't go OUT for dinner but will get takeaway meals and my husband can sit on the balcony and look out over the water to his heart's content. He will be able to watch the grandchildren making sandcastles on the beach and riding their three wheelers up and down the promenade. Sounds great doesn't it. He might even be tempted to go down and make sandcastles too...... he was a great sandcastle builder for our own daughters many years ago.
Thank you again for all your wonderful thoughts and advice. I don't think I need antidepressants... just needed a wake up call along with a "get over yourself" kick in the bum.
cheers and thanks