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Like a mentally disabled kid???Anyone with a helmet child (not an insulting term I hope)?
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twenty-eight weeks.
Like a mentally disabled kid???
I don’t even know what to say manMy wife passed away in May after being diagnosed with cancer in February. I am everything to my kids now. My wife was a fantastic mom and person. Filling her shoes isn't easy. I am doing my best, but playing therapist to four grieving children (2, 5, 7 and 13 years) is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. The emotions of the kids never align. Where my daughter might be having a really sad day, my son might be having a day where he's really pissed off about not having his mom. Each day is different and none are very pleasant. These four little faces keep me from being a total mess.
My wife passed away in May after being diagnosed with cancer in February. I am everything to my kids now. My wife was a fantastic mom and person. Filling her shoes isn't easy. I am doing my best, but playing therapist to four grieving children (2, 5, 7 and 13 years) is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. The emotions of the kids never align. Where my daughter might be having a really sad day, my son might be having a day where he's really pissed off about not having his mom. Each day is different and none are very pleasant. These four little faces keep me from being a total mess.
Some parents just look at it as exercise time or just to get kids out the houseMy son just had his last practice for his first summer league b-ball season ages (9-10) it was an 8 game season. He has fun out there even though a couple of the teams were stacked they turned off the score board on his team 2 times this season. My son isn’t the greatest b-ball player out there, we always try to practice as much as possible but man there’s some kids out there that don’t even know how to dribble with their dominant hand. Sorry as a parent how can you put your kid out there without at least trying to practice fundamentals with him or her? Anyone ever coached a kids team? How do you deal with these kids that shouldn’t even be out there? I just find it crazy that some parents don’t even try to prepare their kid for the sport.
No to derail
Or be insensitive
Or pry
But financially
Was there any obstacles with collecting insurance
Or insurance refusing to pay
Thats one of my fears
If I or my wife pass
That insurance would come up with some loophole not to pay
Or not pay the full amount
cause the payout so high
lobotomybeats
you have a GoFundMe or anything of that sort, post it up. I will no doubt help a fellow brother out and im sure others will also.
Oh okInsurance is probably the easiest thing to take care of out of everything you will have to do. It was hassle free and we both carried multiple policies. Pretty much everything else (Social Security, 401K, pension etc) took much longer.
I appreciate the offer, and I am not really sure how to say this... But we are good. We were already pretty set. My wife's passing doesn't change that.
If youre open to talk about it, how has it been with the 2 year old? Do they understand the family lost a member? I can't imagine how I could hold myself together if I had to explain that someone isn't returning home multiple times if necessary.Thank you for all of the kind words, everyone.
My wife was special. She made everything better.. including me. Before my wife, I was a good time... but that's pretty much it. With her, I became a man. I became a father and stepfather. I cut out drugs. I like myself a lot more because of her.
She was in the medical field. She was well respected by the doctors she worked with. They adored her. Two of them spoke at her funeral. She made a difference in a way that I never could... until now.
I closed out her funeral with my thoughts. It was ****ing rough. I spoke last and was armed with just a few bullet points I wanted to touch upon. I don't remember much of what I said, but supposedly it went well. I spokes for roughly ten minutes.
My wife's cancer was an anomaly. She had a type of cancer typically only 50-70 year old men get. She was 38. Pretty much out of nowhere she had a tumor that covered her abdomen and made her look 20+ weeks pregnant. We had every intention of beating it. She took a form of chemo that consisted of two pills a day. The medicine robbed her of her energy, made her swollen and made it difficult to do much with the children. She fought her *** off. All of a sudden everything started going down hill. She was in the hospital for less than a day before I had to make the decision to pull life support. She was hemorrhaging and we didn't know it. We had surgery scheduled for the beginning of June to try and have the tumor removed. The chances of her surviving surgery weren't great, but it was the only course of action that could have saved her life. Despite knowing the danger, she was looking forward to having this behind her. We always thought that her cancer would be something we would look back on as a blip on our radar.
Telling my children that their mom had died is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I have no doubt it always will be. I had made the decision to not let them come to the hospital. I didn't want that to be their last image of their mom.
Some days it feels like I am barely getting by. Handling my emotions would be hard enough without kids. With kids, it becomes even harder. Everything has changed and it's no fault of ours. That makes it tough.
If youre open to talk about it, how has it been with the 2 year old? Do they understand the family lost a member? I can't imagine how I could hold myself together if I had to explain that someone isn't returning home multiple times if necessary.
My daughter loves Daniel Tiger. They have that song Grown Ups Come Back...and my daughter asks that to us whenever I get home from work or whenever my girl is about to leave for work. I tell her "I always come back." But this situation does bring to light that you don't always come back.
Have y'all as parents discussed death with y'all kids? I don't see how one would do so naturally without there being a death that occurs or funeral to attend.