Last evening I stopped by my W's house to pick something up. I sensed, as only a husband would, that something was not "right" so I asked her what was troubling her. She immediately started to "tear-up" and told me that she had a mammogram and the procedure found a questionable lump that needed to be biopsied. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug and she began sobbing in my arms. I told her not to worry and that it might not be anything to be concerned about, that it could be anything or nothing which she acknowledged. I hugged her for quite a while and she thanked me saying that she needed a hug.
As this was happening, I was also thinking that for someone in the throes of MLC who is consumed with their own mortality, this has got to be devastating. A few minutes later she tells me that the nurse at the clinic had also told her not to worry and that the lump might just be calcification of tissue and that "this happens often in post menopausal women". While she told me this, she put her hands on her hips almost in a statement of defiance, stating that "she was not that old". OMG, I didn't know what to say. It was about enough to throw her over the cliff of insanity. If she wasn't already worked up enough about her aging, this just about did her in!
So my question is, what role should I play in this? A loving husband or a distant bystander or somewhere in between? I tried to give her moral support and asked to be kept advised as to what was happening and offered my assistance in anything she needed, but did not try to push myself into her life. Today I texted her and asked how she was feeling but nothing more.
Your counsel is appreciated.
On many long journeys have I gone. And waited, too, for others to return from journeys of their own. Some return; some are broken; some come back so different only their names remain.
YODA, Dark Rendezvous