A Candid Conversation With My Cancer Caregiver Husband

I had my sixth and final scheduled round of chemotherapy for uterine cancer almost two weeks ago. Treatment is never a straight path and mine was no exception.

Over the past several months, I have chronicled those experiences, but I realized that I had missed something. In fact, I had missed an entire side of the story.  What about the caregiver when something like cancer strikes? What is that point-of-view as they move through the exact same time period and challenges faced by their loved one? There are probably as many answers to that question as there are caregivers, but I knew I had one to share: the story of my own caregiving husband Dennis.

I recently asked him if he would be willing to share some of his thoughts and insight on this topic and he agreed.  Before the conversation begins, I want to clarify that I am in my 60’s and Dennis is in his 70’s. We are retired which undoubtedly gave us an advantage. Neither of us were juggling work schedules and/or younger children. We could focus entirely on the illness and getting through it. In this regard, we recognize that we were lucky.

The Beginning

“I was diagnosed with stage 3/grade 3 cancer last November” I began. “What do you remember from those early days and weeks?”

“Well, one of the first things I remember is that day when we heard the word “tumor” for the first time once the results came back from your first surgery. It was awful. No one wants to hear that. So, on the way home, since we kept saying the word “tumor” a lot, we were reminded of the scene in the movie Kindergarten Cop, where Schwarzenegger says “I don’t have a toomuh” and we started to laugh and repeat it over and over. It wasn’t making light of it, the laughing was a way to help us cut through the stress” Dennis recalled.

“I agree how funny that was, and I guess it opened a path for us, that as scary as it was, that we would handle cancer as we handle many things – with humor. At least, as much as possible” I added.

“But yes” Dennis continued. “What I do remember is that I was very worried because of the word cancer. I didn’t know what to expect. The oncology surgeon said you needed surgery (hysterectomy) and I was worried that something could go wrong during it. When the operation was over and everything was explained to us, like how the doctor didn’t see any cancer in the CT scan, or in nearby tissue during the actual operation, I grew less worried. It was also comforting to me to have (our son) Will in town. We waited together through that surgery, and listened to the doctor together. I know he was here to help you but it helped me quite a bit as well” Dennis confessed. “I would say that offering any type of support to a caregiver is a very positive thing.”

“So, before COVID, you were with me for everything. You went to all my doctor appointments, you sat with me in the infusion suite. And you handled everything in the household too. Be truthful, how hard was that on you?” I asked.

“Well first, after the surgery, your main thing was to take care of your body and heal. No heavy lifting etc. Really, chores and shopping kept me busy, which was a good thing.” Dennis replied.

“And when you started to see the medical oncologist, and prepare for chemo, I was glad to be with you to know what the doctor was saying. I had questions too. I wanted to be with you, to support you.

“But those couple of meetings were pretty short” I interrupt. “For one thing, I’m thinking about those first chemo rounds. They were long days. You would sit, literally just sit with me for 7-8 hours each time.  I kept saying “I’m sorry, this is so long and such a pain” and you replied over and over “where else would I be?” That was the single most supportive reply I remember to this day.”

“And it’s true” Dennis confirmed. “I didn’t care at all about missing out on months of some of my pastimes, you needed me. Actually though, I thought you were very strong which made it all easier for me.”

“And honestly” Dennis continued “it was more after the treatment that could be challenging because the side effects are different for different patients and even for different rounds for the same patient! We didn’t always know what the side effects would be and as they came up, I was concerned not always knowing what to do – other than what we had been told. That was stressful. After that, it’s a balancing act of encouraging you with my ideas and stepping back to let you combat the side effects in your way.”

“Also, you only seemed to have a harder time for maybe 4 days (within a 3 week cycle) so to me it was almost like I was just taking care of you when you might normally be sick, like with the flu or something. I felt like the time moved pretty quickly although I know that it was different for you” Dennis concluded.

Hair Loss

“How did you end up helping me regarding my hair loss?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Well we knew that you were going to lose your hair but I didn’t know how you were going to lose it. Would it be sudden and come out in clumps in the shower or would it be gradual? It was going to be a big change to your appearance and I was worried how you would feel if it happened all at once” Dennis replied.

“The wig lady had mentioned that you could visit her and get it shaved when you were ready. But you surprised me.  I walked into the bathroom that morning and you were just cutting your long hair off with scissors. I asked “Is the next step shaving?” and you said “yes.” It was very spontaneous. It made me feel good that you had confidence in me to help with this particular challenge.”

“And when I was actually doing it, I’ll admit that it was a weird sensation” Dennis shared.

“First, I cut it even shorter with the scissors and then continued on with the clippers and literally just buzzed it all off. You basically went from a full head of hair to bald in 20 minutes. And I didn’t know how you were going to feel about it. But you just stood there looking in the mirror. You were very strong about it.”

“And for me, as the days went by, it was more like, without your hair, I got to focus more on your face and not having hair just didn’t matter that much. I told you how pretty your face was, and is. At some point, I just stopped seeing the baldness.”


“We were very lucky that the location for both chemotherapy and radiation was less than ten minutes from our house.  I obviously needed your help on chemotherapy days, but I had planned on driving myself to radiation five days a week for those six weeks. I mean, the treatment takes 5-6 minutes. How did you surprise me?” I asked.

“I remember. On that first day, I said I would take you and I drove you every day after that. I wanted to drive you every day because I wanted you to have someone in the car waiting for you when you were finished. I know it’s a small thing but I wanted you to feel like you weren’t alone, that maybe it would help you feel better.”

“And boy, the side effects (intestinal) from radiation hit you hard; continuing even after the treatment was over” Dennis recalled.

“It was sort of adding insult to injury. My driving you was the smallest thing I could offer, as well as a lot of trips to the store to get over-the-counter and prescription meds for you. We didn’t realize it, but you had become really dehydrated. You drank water, but it’s like you couldn’t catch up.”

Kidney Failure

“Which takes us to the other significant problem from treatment” I started….

“Yes, the kidney thing was very scary” Dennis responded right away. “One minute, we are meeting virtually with the chemo oncologist to start up the last 3 rounds after radiation and the next minute he’s saying “come over for a stat CT scan and a stat kidney flush. In fact, I want you to have 2 flushes on back-to-back days.”

(The formal diagnosis was acute renal failure, but after meeting with a kidney specialist, we learned that it was a “perfect storm” of the chemo drug Carboplatin, dehydration and 3 non kidney-friendly prescriptions I was taking. Most importantly, we learned that it was temporary.)

“But it delayed my chemo for 7 long weeks which was depressing for me. The more the start date was extended, the more difficult it became to think I could do it. Mentally, I was sort of closing the door that it was even needed” I confided.

“I didn’t mind the delay because I was focused on your kidneys” Dennis interjected.  “My dad had gone through dialysis and I remember how difficult that could be. But I tried to encourage you with the upside that you felt good, that you had more energy from those flushes. Unfortunately, a lot of fun activities were limited because of COVID, but we could pass that time with some things like a walk on the beach, riding bikes, or buying plants for your garden. They were things that would mentally make you feel better. And the time finally arrived, and you got through the last three rounds. In fact, you went through it alone because I was no longer allowed to be with you. You did it!” Dennis offered encouragingly.

“Yes, but I hated that. We texted a lot though” I responded with a smile.


“So, we are at the end of treatment. What do you think about now?”

“I’m a pretty positive person so I choose not to go to the “what ifs”, but I know it’s not over yet in terms of scans and check-ups. I know there’s more stuff for you to go through. I know it didn’t sound good when we first heard the news, and I still try not to think about the fact that a grade 3 is an aggressive cancer. I know there is a possibility that it could rear its ugly head. I could certainly worry, but how would that help you?” Dennis questioned.

“As an experienced caregiver now, is there any advice you think you could share?”

“I don’t feel like I’m an expert at all to pass along any advice. But the bottom line for everything is I try to do whatever I can to make your life a little easier, to make you feel a little better. That’s it.”

Another walk on the beach 5 years ago

My experiences and updates throughout treatment can be found here:



  1. Dennis sounds like a great guy. There is probably no handbook for situations like this, but I think I would want my partner just to be supportive. He clearly has been. It occurred to me while I was reading about your hair loss that I shaved my head during COVID, and we might have been hairless around the same time. That’s hardly comparable, and men without hair seem to be accepted more for some reason. I needed a haircut and just decided to do it late one night. My wife didn’t believe I was going to do it, but then she woke up one morning next to a bald dude.😎 It didn’t look terrible, but I decided after six weeks to grow it back (though growing it back means looking at my thinning hair).🤣

    Thanks for sharing your story so publicly. I wish you the best in the coming weeks.

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    • Hi Pete. That is too funny that you were suddenly bald one morning. I’m sure your wife did a triple take! I’m still going to be bald for awhile since I just ended treatment. But, that’s o.k. Clearly, neither of us dwell on it. Thank you for your words of support for Dennis, he could not have been a better supportive partner. His biggest responsibility remains making me laugh, which he takes very seriously. 😂 I can’t wait to return more regularly to some blogs again, including yours. Don’t you have a second book that is close to being published? 👏👏 Thanks for always showing your support Pete.

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      • It’s so good to see a blog post from you as you write about things that matter eloquently.

        As far as my writing, I am definitely on the slow track with that. I’m still rewriting and going over it with my critique group. Since writing a long fiction story is brand new to me, I’ve got so many things to learn. That said, I’m the type of person who enjoys learning, and I’m respecting the process. In a few months, I’ll probably start trying to find a publisher or agent. I know the odds of that happening are pretty great, but why not give it a shot? I figure to try for a year, and if I can find no takers, I’ll consider self-publishing. My book is for middle-grade readers, which is the age I know best from my years of teaching. When I attended a children’s writing conference last year, I learned that it typically takes two years to see your book in print, even if you’re lucky enough to land a publisher. It’s no wonder why so many self-publish.

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  2. What a touching article about a great guy! True love delivers what is necessary… when it’s necessary. A ride home, a shaver in hand, supportive hugs and irreverent humor. This has been such an unexpected journey for you both. Your story is a lesson in love. And we love you both!

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    • Thank you Pam. ❤ It’s certainly an unimaginable place to be until you’re there. And then you do whatever it takes to get to the other side. I couldn’t have had a better partner to help me. I wanted readers to see that side. Thank you for all your support!!


  3. Proud of my brother for his part in your treatment and so amazed at how brave you have been through it all! You two are such a perfect couple!! Always there to support the each other. ❤️❤️

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  4. What a beautiful story about your loving, caring, sweet, husband!! And Melanie, you are such a strong woman. You just keep on fighting and won’t let this awful cancer keep you down. We miss you guys ❤️

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  5. Beautifully written Melanie and cheers for Dennis! Thank you for sharing your journey. In this loud world of disfunction it is refreshing to know that you two have a loving supportive well communicating relationship. Your strength and humor are an inspiration . I look forward to getting together when we are able.
    Sending hugs and continued prayers:)

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    • Thank you so much for your kind words and support Liz. I AM lucky to have Dennis by my side, easing so many of the challenges. He has been my inspiration. I am so looking forward to resuming “normal” life and seeing dear friends. ♥ Hugs to you.


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