I Battled Terminal Illness While He Flirted With a Dancer

Three years into my cancer battle, my husband suggested I get my will notarized.

Two days before the notarization, he abandoned me on the highway to meet our daughter's yoga instructor.

As my stomach cancer flared up, he was busy making out with the female teacher in his car.

I begged the highway patrol to call him. When they got through, I heard a woman's passionate moans.

My husband answered the phone impatiently:

"I don't have time to deal with a sick person! Wait until she's dead, then call me to collect the body!"

The first thing I did upon waking up in the hospital was cancel my will notarization appointment.