I have a very distant relative who I haven't seen for years. However, we are each very close to the same family members, so I'm aware that she's receiving test results today after a very quick callback, which makes me nervous.
If she does indeed have cancer, this will be my family's fourth cancer journey in the last few years. (And more before that.) I only know about what it's like to have family cancer illnesses; I'm not familiar with the stresses and strains of other illnesses. But can I just say: these seemingly endless journeys with cancer are excruciating. Long, slow, so many ups and downs, triumphs followed by letdowns, and so much sadness before they pass (all these relatives died) in addition to the grief after. I've been the immediate relative (my mom) and a relative who's potentially affected (BRACA) and I've been the medium-close relative (niece) and now the distant relative.
Conventional wisdom has it that if you have to lose someone, it's better to have time with them, as in a cancer diagnosis, than to receive the almighty shock of an unexpected death such as a heart attack. But I'm beginning to question this. As we potentially face yet another family rollercoaster, I'm beginning to think that at least in the other scenario, you're blissfully enjoying normality up until it happens. I have no point of reference here, as my experiences are confined to cancer, and I know the other way is probably much worse, but I'm just getting really, REALLY fed up with this disease. It seems that at any one time, both socially and in the family, I know someone who's having a biopsy or recovering from chemo or having genetic tests. You'd think I was sixty to hear me, but I've had family members with cancer in my teens, twenties, thirties, and forties. Actually, this will be the fifth cancer diagnosis of recent years if you count my one relative who had it and is still OK.
I hope, hope, hope that my relative's tests are negative, for her own sake as well as for the mental and emotional welfare of the family as a whole.
Results this afternoon - fingers crossed, everyone! I have to say, I'm not feeling very hopeful. She's in her late sixties, a lifelong heavy smoker, and lung spots were seen on an x-ray. She had a biopsy yesterday and has been called in this afternoon, which is quick.
I do SO hope it's nothing!! If the worst happens, she will leave a 30-year-old daughter who has no siblings, no father, and no steady relationship.
If she does indeed have cancer, this will be my family's fourth cancer journey in the last few years. (And more before that.) I only know about what it's like to have family cancer illnesses; I'm not familiar with the stresses and strains of other illnesses. But can I just say: these seemingly endless journeys with cancer are excruciating. Long, slow, so many ups and downs, triumphs followed by letdowns, and so much sadness before they pass (all these relatives died) in addition to the grief after. I've been the immediate relative (my mom) and a relative who's potentially affected (BRACA) and I've been the medium-close relative (niece) and now the distant relative.
Conventional wisdom has it that if you have to lose someone, it's better to have time with them, as in a cancer diagnosis, than to receive the almighty shock of an unexpected death such as a heart attack. But I'm beginning to question this. As we potentially face yet another family rollercoaster, I'm beginning to think that at least in the other scenario, you're blissfully enjoying normality up until it happens. I have no point of reference here, as my experiences are confined to cancer, and I know the other way is probably much worse, but I'm just getting really, REALLY fed up with this disease. It seems that at any one time, both socially and in the family, I know someone who's having a biopsy or recovering from chemo or having genetic tests. You'd think I was sixty to hear me, but I've had family members with cancer in my teens, twenties, thirties, and forties. Actually, this will be the fifth cancer diagnosis of recent years if you count my one relative who had it and is still OK.
I hope, hope, hope that my relative's tests are negative, for her own sake as well as for the mental and emotional welfare of the family as a whole.
Results this afternoon - fingers crossed, everyone! I have to say, I'm not feeling very hopeful. She's in her late sixties, a lifelong heavy smoker, and lung spots were seen on an x-ray. She had a biopsy yesterday and has been called in this afternoon, which is quick.
I do SO hope it's nothing!! If the worst happens, she will leave a 30-year-old daughter who has no siblings, no father, and no steady relationship.