While my husband was dying in the hospital, a stranger told me to set up a hidden camera to expose the truth
“Stage four cancer… just weeks to live…” These words echoed in my head as my world turned upside down. My husband was dying. The diagnosis was dull. I was crushed.
When we saw Dr. Matthews about Eric’s condition, his face said it all. I knew something was terribly wrong. And that’s when he told us that Eric had stage four cancer and only weeks to live.
The news hit us like a ton of bricks.
Eric needed to stay at the hospital, and in the days to come, I spent most of my time there, being supportive and assuring him everything was going to be alright.
I cried my heart out at the thought that Eric could leave this world, but the doctor told me I should be prepared for the worse.
As I was pacing the hospital halls, I felt like I needed some fresh air so I went out and found myself sitting on one of the benches. And that’s when SHE appeared, a nurse in her late 40s. Wearing navy scrubs and shoes worn by someone who spent long hours on their feet, she sat next to me.
“Set up a camera in his ward,” she whispered. “He’s not dying.”
“What!?” I yelled. “What are you talking about?”
“Just do what I say, you deserve to know the truth.”
