My husband is a stoic person. He'd be great at poker (if he didn't go all macho and throw his whole stack in every damn round to prove a point), because he doesn't let on what he's feeling. When he was diagnosed, you'd think they'd told him he'd got a cold, not that two of his vital organs were on the fritz. He was angry, and he was upset that this had happened to him, but he'd never tell me that. He'd never show anything other than mild irritation. Until, of course, our rena