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Well... I do not know now if "woodworking" interest is actually more precise test for PC than PSA test 😉 , since my husband started showing sudden and strong interest in woodworking about 5 years ago and started watching YouTube videos about artisan furniture making and he never even had high-school class in it XP. Unfortunately he is still working full time so no time for fun of that kind :(, or much of any kind and now PC came on top of everything.
His reaction to PC is very reserved, I think he tries to distance himself from it to keep it all together so it is actually me that does all of the googling, panicking, crying , hugging, researching and it is him that gently pulls laptop from my hands at midnight. It is very hard balancing act , I try to protect him from very harsh reality and from reading all of those scary statistics but at the same time I am not sure he is ready now to ask important questions with confidence and understanding at future appointments ? I wish that there is more urgency in his actions and that he is more insistent when he talks to nurses and calls for results etc. but at the same time I do not want him to go into state of panic *sigh
I will take your advice Hans ha ha and make sure that red wine is always at reach, just in case XP.

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It sounds like you're carrying the emotional weight for both of you—researcher, advocate, emotional buffer, midnight worrier
 and now sommelier, apparently. The woodworking YouTube binge might have been his quiet rebellion against a world spinning out of control—even before the PC diagnosis—so his current cool detachment might just be the same survival mechanism turned up a notch.

You're right to worry that this stoicism might get in the way when real decisions need to be made. But sometimes those who appear detached are quietly absorbing more than we think—they just haven’t figured out how to shape their fear into action yet. You’re doing more than enough by holding the line, but maybe there’s a way to gently transfer the baton, one question or appointment at a time—like handing him a chisel and saying, “Your turn, love. Carve the next piece.”

And yes, keep the wine close. If nothing else, it pairs well with Google-induced panic and existential dread.