Tumor Stole my Hubby's eye

But Dan’s facing the future so bravely... By Susan Jackson, 36, from Ramsgate, Kent

- Angela Johnson/Tracy Gayton

I couldn’t help but start flirting instantly.

You’re still devilishly handsome, I typed.

I’d recently reconnected on Facebook with my former colleague Daniel Jackson, 31.

We’d been pals when working at an estate agent’s together, back in 2002.

Now, in 2009 – and both single – we soon got together.

My 6ft 5in hunk was kind, had two boys, then 7 and 3, from a previous relationship, and my son Thomas, then 9, adored him.

Eighteen months on, we moved in together. Life was perfect.

Then, in October 2011, Dan’s right eye started weeping constantly.

After several batches of eye drops, antibiotics, creams and numerous trips to the doctor, nothing had cleared it.

A specialist at Kent and Canterbury Hospital referred Dan for an MRI scan in March 2012.

Meanwhile, my period was three weeks late...

Unable to ignore it any longer, while Dan was getting his results, I took a test...

Pregnant!

I was so excited that night, I didn’t notice Dan’s pale face as he got home.

‘We’re having a baby!’ I blurted out.

‘Babe, that’s great...but I’ve got a tumour,’ he revealed.

No!

Three weeks on, a biopsy confirmed it was cancerous.

A rare, apple-sized tumour sat between Dan’s eye and nose.

‘We must remove it – and your eye,’ a doctor said.

‘Can’t you save it?

’I begged.

‘Either lose your eye or die,’ the doc replied bluntly.