That moment he told me that his dying some thing inside me felt like it died also, at first I didn't believe him being in the denial stage for a few minutes. Then all of a sudden it hit me hard like a ton of bricks fell on top of me. I have been in tears loads off and on today trying to confide with friends. Nothing seems to help me to reach that point of coming to terms with this unfortunately. All I want to do is spend as much time with him now his deteriorating but he doesn't want that. So now this has made things even harder. I can see it. His organs are slowly packing up unfortunately. One morning he was in a bad way couldn't believe my eyes the sound of death. I need to try to seek some comfort or maybe a better way to cope.