My tragedy

The middle

We moved out of the apartment and into a house. Mason and I had spent 9 years together he graduated college and I Yale. We both got our masters in law and became lawyers. I loved him so much... That's why I was so heart broken when I found out he was diagnosed with stage 3 lung cancer.
He had gotten very sick one day and then one day turned into 1 week, then 2 weeks. We went to go get him checked out and that's when the doctors found it. The doctors weren't really sure how it happened. Mason wasn't a smoker or anything, it was always a mystery.
Mason went through many surgeries, he would go through a whole bottle of pills everyday. He never lost his humor though. He had been doing chemo for a couple months, and one day he said "this chemo burns like a bitch but thank god I haven't lost my hair, can you imagine me with no hair I'd look like an ostrich." When he said that, I laughed and then started crying.
The doctors had told me he wasn't going to make it. I didn't want them to tell him I wanted him to here it from someone he loved. When he saw me laugh and cry at that joke he asked me "what's wrong?" I had told him and I could tell he was holding his tears but he couldn't he started bawling in front of me. The doctors had given him him 2 weeks.