My mind went blank; it was almost as if there was an echo in my head, and a voice I didn’t recognise saying: “He’s gone.”
He can’t have gone. Gone where? As those around tried to console me, hold me up, stroke my arm and tell me everything was going to be ok, the more my mind went blank.
I got up and ran, ran, ran … I don’t know where to but I didn’t want people’s sympathy, I didn’t care if they thought it would be ok. How would they know? He was my soul mate, the love of my life, the father to my three amazing children, he wouldn’t do this to me. It was only a routine operation. I wanted to wake up from the nightmare.

