My heart goes out to you. The hurt eases, but never stops. I have lost both of my children, and I understand. I am afraid we will have the same outcome because he waited so late. He still feels good--just returned from his morning walk. My fear is that when the treatment start the quality of life he now has will go out the window. A few good months would be better than several bad ones. Take care, my friend. Lean on your faith, us and family to carry you through this difficult time.