6 weeks from diagnosis to losing him. We lost him yesterday at 1:30 am, to the bastard that is pancreatic cancer. Lovely care from the paramedics, on call GP and district nurse. Many faults of care between May and October, from a useless, beyond useless GP, but everything afterwards, Macmillian, Maggies, and the districts nurses have been fantastic. We are heartbroken. I wish I could take the pain away from my husband, but I can't. But I can only listen, help him remember the happy times, and go from there.