My husband, the love of my life, died of complications of his treatment for lung cancer. His cancer prognosis was good, he had a severe reaction to one of his medications. He was hospitalized for 18 days and I was with him everyday and every night. He was afraid and I had never seen him afraid of anything before. It was heartbreaking. His hospital care was not that great. I do believe he got good medical treatment but I had to do most of his basic nursing care. I lost him on July 17, and I have been crying and upset everyday since. I am trying to do all the right things, eating, drinking, sleeping, talking with friends and family, keeping up with simple errands. Have a good grief counselor. The empty house has been overwhelming. I can’t imagine being happy again.