Good thread...
Again, as I have said before, I can only go on my own experience but this is what I have found.
We have always had a fantastic relationship, a genuinely warm and loving one with lots of fun and laughing and, as naff as it might sound, we are each other Best Friends too so we did all sorts together.
Apart from being incredibly upset and angry on his behalf, my first thought was "what is this going to do to us".
6 months later, the reality is nothing.....it has made us stronger if anything (if that was possible) and "us" is still the same. We still have fun, we still laugh, we still do things together....it's just maybe the long walks are shorter or the frequent weekends away are reduced by a few and replaced with weekends at home where we have as much fun. And of course, now, we also have bad days but we don't let them take over. If he is having a bad day, I know what I need to do to help.....just be there and act normally...don't fuss any more than I would and depending on the trigger, do nothing.
He also knows me well enough to know when I'm having a bad day and he then becomes the one to cheer me up.
If it happens to be that we have a bad day together, I remind myself that how he feels is a million times worse than how I do and look around at how lucky and blessed I am in life and that usually works for me.....
We are very lucky in the sense of although he is suffering quite badly, he is of the character where as much as possible he tries not to let it affect him too much. We are also lucky in the level of after care he is getting though and I feel that has enabled him to deal with it the way it has...a different counsellour, a different treatment programme and who knows what may have happened.
Above all though, its just a case of being there for each other and having no expectations of when and if things are going to go back to "normal"...
Again, as I have said before, I can only go on my own experience but this is what I have found.
We have always had a fantastic relationship, a genuinely warm and loving one with lots of fun and laughing and, as naff as it might sound, we are each other Best Friends too so we did all sorts together.
Apart from being incredibly upset and angry on his behalf, my first thought was "what is this going to do to us".
6 months later, the reality is nothing.....it has made us stronger if anything (if that was possible) and "us" is still the same. We still have fun, we still laugh, we still do things together....it's just maybe the long walks are shorter or the frequent weekends away are reduced by a few and replaced with weekends at home where we have as much fun. And of course, now, we also have bad days but we don't let them take over. If he is having a bad day, I know what I need to do to help.....just be there and act normally...don't fuss any more than I would and depending on the trigger, do nothing.
He also knows me well enough to know when I'm having a bad day and he then becomes the one to cheer me up.
If it happens to be that we have a bad day together, I remind myself that how he feels is a million times worse than how I do and look around at how lucky and blessed I am in life and that usually works for me.....
We are very lucky in the sense of although he is suffering quite badly, he is of the character where as much as possible he tries not to let it affect him too much. We are also lucky in the level of after care he is getting though and I feel that has enabled him to deal with it the way it has...a different counsellour, a different treatment programme and who knows what may have happened.
Above all though, its just a case of being there for each other and having no expectations of when and if things are going to go back to "normal"...