What it’s like to be married to a dying man

As someone whose wife was perfectly healthy, 5 months ago, and is now (with full self awareness) slowly and painfully dying, this piece brought me to tears.

One of our cats died of squamous cell. Nasty stuff.

With her, because the cancer occurred in her throat, the tumor was growing quickly enough to block her ability to eat or drink anything.

We only found out after seeing blood in her wet food and wondering why she stopped playing with us and hid more often.

I made the call to euthanize her because that was better than seeing her slowly die every day. It was a terrible day, and I still miss her.

My Father recently passed of Cancer. Now I find my self looking for records of him. We made no videos, I regret that. I found a voice message on my phone that I've safe to remember his voice.

A blog like Jake's is a gift to those he leaves behind. A small record of his thoughts. I'm sure they will treasure this.

> It’s not about me, it’s about the network I’m embedded in.

Very moving.