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What are the symptoms, expected behaviors and/or characteristics of a 64-year-old male who was diagnosed with colon cancer two years ago and is neither taking medication nor undergoing any type of treatment for the disease? The decision to not seek treatment is his choice. He said it will only get him another year at best.
He is a highly educated man. He holds a Ph.D. in counseling and had his own private practice for 20 years when he retired. Now, he seems content to be a store clerk at small retail shops around town.
I have observed that he has lost weight. His size 34 waist jeans are baggy on him. So, I'm guessing he should be wearing a 32 waist. He is 6'0" tall and weighs 180 pounds.
I have observed he doesn't have much of an appetite. Some days he can eat little to nothing at all. He told me that food doesn't taste the same since his car accident. About a year ago, he was rear-ended and sustained a broken leg, broken arm, bruised kidney, bruised liver and jarring of other organs.
I spent the entire week with him last week. The first four days were fabulous! It was like we picked up where we left it a year and a half ago when we were together the first time. He could keep neither his hands off me nor his hard cock out of my ass. He fucked me four or five times a day depending on my work schedule. I was glad to go to work because my ass was extremely sore.
Then about the fifth day, I came in and he was sitting on the edge of the bed crying. He kept saying "I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" This is when he told me about the colon cancer. He said he was in stage four.
I was able to calm him down and told him that I was there for him no matter what. He told me that he will not put me through that. This is the first time we had a discussion that we could not come to an agreement. So, we decided to table the topic to another time.
Later that evening, we went out to dinner. He insists always on paying the bill regardless of how much fuss I make. This time, his credit card was rejected. He turned to me for help to which I was more than happy to give. This set him off again!
He started ranting about how his ex-partner has been screwing him over and trying to steal money from him. He has taken out a warrant on the ex-partner because the ex-partner forged his signature on some legal documents. A check from his ex-partner was supposed to have cleared earlier that day.
He got very little sleep that night. He worried over that check until he made himself physically sick. He was in and out of the bathroom all night long.
He was sick all day the next day. His mood changed for the worst. I wanted and tried to comfort him, but nothing I did helped. He can give care and support, but he is terrible at accepting care and support.
The sixth day was worst than the previous day. It was like me being in the same room caused him stress. I decided I should pack my bags and leave so he could have some space. We talked later and we were in agreement that he needed some space for him to figure out his life.
I kissed him good-bye and told him I loved him the next day. This was this past Sunday.
One more thing, this guy lost his beautiful two-story home back in November when the wildfires were raging through Gatlinburg. His home was one of more than 2700 structures to burn down during those fires. So, he has to deal with that issue also. He is currently living in a hotel for which the insurance company is paying.
I am deeply concerned for this guy. This is our second time around together. Like I said, the first four days were fabulous! He took me over to his burned down home so I could grieve. I never could get the courage to drive there myself. We had some great times in that house!
Then, he introduced me to his grandchildren and his daughter-in-law. He did not do this the first time we were together. So, I was thinking he is stepping up his game. Then, he had the meltdown.
He is a highly educated man. He holds a Ph.D. in counseling and had his own private practice for 20 years when he retired. Now, he seems content to be a store clerk at small retail shops around town.
I have observed that he has lost weight. His size 34 waist jeans are baggy on him. So, I'm guessing he should be wearing a 32 waist. He is 6'0" tall and weighs 180 pounds.
I have observed he doesn't have much of an appetite. Some days he can eat little to nothing at all. He told me that food doesn't taste the same since his car accident. About a year ago, he was rear-ended and sustained a broken leg, broken arm, bruised kidney, bruised liver and jarring of other organs.
I spent the entire week with him last week. The first four days were fabulous! It was like we picked up where we left it a year and a half ago when we were together the first time. He could keep neither his hands off me nor his hard cock out of my ass. He fucked me four or five times a day depending on my work schedule. I was glad to go to work because my ass was extremely sore.
Then about the fifth day, I came in and he was sitting on the edge of the bed crying. He kept saying "I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" This is when he told me about the colon cancer. He said he was in stage four.
I was able to calm him down and told him that I was there for him no matter what. He told me that he will not put me through that. This is the first time we had a discussion that we could not come to an agreement. So, we decided to table the topic to another time.
Later that evening, we went out to dinner. He insists always on paying the bill regardless of how much fuss I make. This time, his credit card was rejected. He turned to me for help to which I was more than happy to give. This set him off again!
He started ranting about how his ex-partner has been screwing him over and trying to steal money from him. He has taken out a warrant on the ex-partner because the ex-partner forged his signature on some legal documents. A check from his ex-partner was supposed to have cleared earlier that day.
He got very little sleep that night. He worried over that check until he made himself physically sick. He was in and out of the bathroom all night long.
He was sick all day the next day. His mood changed for the worst. I wanted and tried to comfort him, but nothing I did helped. He can give care and support, but he is terrible at accepting care and support.
The sixth day was worst than the previous day. It was like me being in the same room caused him stress. I decided I should pack my bags and leave so he could have some space. We talked later and we were in agreement that he needed some space for him to figure out his life.
I kissed him good-bye and told him I loved him the next day. This was this past Sunday.
One more thing, this guy lost his beautiful two-story home back in November when the wildfires were raging through Gatlinburg. His home was one of more than 2700 structures to burn down during those fires. So, he has to deal with that issue also. He is currently living in a hotel for which the insurance company is paying.
I am deeply concerned for this guy. This is our second time around together. Like I said, the first four days were fabulous! He took me over to his burned down home so I could grieve. I never could get the courage to drive there myself. We had some great times in that house!
Then, he introduced me to his grandchildren and his daughter-in-law. He did not do this the first time we were together. So, I was thinking he is stepping up his game. Then, he had the meltdown.
