I lost my husband a couple of weeks ago following a cardiac arrest at home. He was only 38 and we have two young sons. In the day it happened he complained of some chest tightness and was tired but he often suffered from anxiety and we were sleep deprived. I was also still angry with him for something he had said the night before and had a stomach bug so was really struggling. Now when I look back there we’re signs I should have stopped and payed more attention to and I feel like this has all happened because I failed him. My sons will be left without their wonderful daddy because I was too short sighted to consider that it could have been something serious. Instead I nagged him to help me with the boys. Just feel like a dreadful person. I found him in room opposite me having a cardiac arrest and also wonder if I had found him sooner whether the outcome would be different. He died with complications from the cardiac arrest as had lacked oxygen to the brain. Can’t cope with this guilt and can’t even start to process having lost him.