My DH had congestive heart failure since 2008. He didn't take the best care of himself, and generally puttered along on a general decline over the years. He got worse in the fall, but hid it from me, and then went in to hospital mid-December. I got him out Christmas Eve, but he went back in 2 weeks later, and died on Thursday morning. My daughters stood up and did their part of things, took great care of me, friends and family have come forward and been kind and generous.
And I'm scared spitless. I can't get the SS survivors benefits for another 3 months, when I turn 60. I can't keep the house on my own income, so I'm going to have to 'think thin' and turn off all the things I can turn off, etc. And ask for help from my kids, which makes me cringe! This is terrifying. He died at 63, which is way young, and I am a widow at 59, which is flipping preposterous!
Melinda
And I'm scared spitless. I can't get the SS survivors benefits for another 3 months, when I turn 60. I can't keep the house on my own income, so I'm going to have to 'think thin' and turn off all the things I can turn off, etc. And ask for help from my kids, which makes me cringe! This is terrifying. He died at 63, which is way young, and I am a widow at 59, which is flipping preposterous!
Melinda