My husband drove me so crazy during my chemo sessions in 2002, that when I had chemo for a small new cancer this year, I went alone!! He was really supportive in his own way, but he kept making lame jokes and insensitive comments without meaning to. Lately, he has asked my surgeon if I'll turn into a bitch when the chemo brings on menopause (my female surgeon just gave him a withering look). He's also been known to ask if there's a catalogue that HE can pick my new boobs from. He thinks it's hilarious. He's never quite understood why mammograms and doctor's visits put me on edge for several days before. Thank goodness the girls on here understand! All the very best for your surgery. xx Jane