Men don't usually offer support for each other in the wild, so it's nice to find a bit of that going on here.
Today was my 46 anniversary. 46th is "poetry" if you're into that sort of thing. I conjured up whatever poet buried deep and mostly dormant within me this morning and mumbled, "Roses are red, violets are blue, and I love you". That got a chuckle in response.
I think I've been shopping with her maybe 4 or 5 times over the years, so I know what you've been through today. Be brave. We're behind you, albeit a L-O-N-G way behind you.