I love that through this terrible illness that I have been reunited with so many friends. It frankly sucks that it takes cancer or other tragedy to do that.
This article talks a little about what it feels like to realize your mortality and a lot about what to do when someone you love faces their mortality.
There are so many ways to be there for someone who is dealing with illness. I don't know if there's a "right" way to be there for someone going through something so severe. ...But I do know that it's not shaming the way someone has dealt with it.
No, I am not talking about active shaming. Not things as overt as, "you gave yourself cancer." I am talking about other kinds of shaming, like, "You should have been getting mammograms earlier."
I wish I had too. Don't know if that would have changed anything for me. My cancer is really aggressive, and they guess it grew over a pretty short period of time. (And it's damn lucky that I did self exams ... which I know I have mentioned :-).
Truth be told, I tried to take care of myself. I have eaten mostly organic for the last three years. For other health reasons, I stopped eating preservatives and upped my exercise three years ago too. I was tested for every type of genetic mutation related to breast cancer because I have a family history of a totally different type of breast cancer. To no avail...all the tests were all negative. There was no reason to be extra vigil about breast cancer.
In the time since being diagnosed, I have learnt a LOT about TNBC. My disease. My prognosis. And really, what I have learnt....it's mostly bad luck that caused me to get cancer. Me to get it instead of you or your sister or your other friend. Just. Stupid bad luck.
I am not sharing this article to say, "stay away." I love the support that so many of you have given. I double love "been there" advice. People that are breast cancer experts or have gone through chemo....keep sharing your personal experiences with the disease. If you read a rad article about some cool new treatment protocol (it's unlikely that I haven't read it - unless you love to read clinical trials), please free to share it. If you're a nurse (& I LOVE NURSES - they administer most of my care), and know some cool way to make my veins stop hurting all.the.time, tell me.
....But, please don't tell me or someone else with cancer / MS / Lupus / etc. what they could have done to prevent their disease or that some strange miracle will cure them.
I understand my treatment options. I have read so many things - I know a lot about drugs that I can barely pronounce because they've only been in text. Actually, I have treated this illness like a full time job since going on short term disability.
And - I hope that acting like it's a job will help me to have results. An onco with whom I recently spoke told me I was in the top .01% of educated patients, and that included health care professionals. ...but, I don't know if that will make me any less likely to have a recurrence.
Cancer affords you some choices - I chose not to have a mastectomy. I chose to have all my nodes removed (okay, well, the doctor sort of made that choice....But I chose to trust him.) I chose chemo. Actually, I chose 4 kinda of chemo. I will choose radiation. And, if the cancer is still there, which it may be....I will elect more medicine. Likely, I will choose Xeloda because I am not eligible for ... any .... trials.
This isn't to say that I only choose drugs. I also choose to exercise. I sometimes choose green veggies and sometimes, I choke down pizza.
I chose to go to yoga this morning, because exercise has been shown to help with TNBC. It didn't have to be yoga. I could have walked to the store or down the street. Hell, if I am honest, sometimes, it takes all my strength to walk down the damn stairs. Those days, I don't choose yoga or walking.
....but, I get out of bed. Even some days when I feel so overtaken with sadness and grief over what I am facing and having to be so mortal "so young", I keep going.
If one diet or one type of food cured my cancer, I would only eat that food....Literally. I would eat it till I was sick. Then, would keep eating. Honestly, I would choose to eat only spinach forever over getting poked, prodded, and poisoned. I'd choose the treadmill over radiation (and I really hate running), but those aren't the kinds of choices I have right now.
I do choose to be mostly positive. It's not all the time, but it's most of the time. Sometimes, I can't help it - tears choose me. But, as much as possible, I try to choose yoga and walking and smiling and being with people. And when I can't, I still choose to leave the bed (sometimes, just to go to the couch :-) ).
"It is hard to be with people in grief. It is hard to be with people who are facing death, or with their caregivers. The next time you are, don’t give them stupid advice – they aren’t stupid. Trust they’ve given more thought to their course of treatment than you did listening to that public radio story. Trust yourself to just be with them in the unknown."
This article talks a little about what it feels like to realize your mortality and a lot about what to do when someone you love faces their mortality.
There are so many ways to be there for someone who is dealing with illness. I don't know if there's a "right" way to be there for someone going through something so severe. ...But I do know that it's not shaming the way someone has dealt with it.
No, I am not talking about active shaming. Not things as overt as, "you gave yourself cancer." I am talking about other kinds of shaming, like, "You should have been getting mammograms earlier."
I wish I had too. Don't know if that would have changed anything for me. My cancer is really aggressive, and they guess it grew over a pretty short period of time. (And it's damn lucky that I did self exams ... which I know I have mentioned :-).
Truth be told, I tried to take care of myself. I have eaten mostly organic for the last three years. For other health reasons, I stopped eating preservatives and upped my exercise three years ago too. I was tested for every type of genetic mutation related to breast cancer because I have a family history of a totally different type of breast cancer. To no avail...all the tests were all negative. There was no reason to be extra vigil about breast cancer.
In the time since being diagnosed, I have learnt a LOT about TNBC. My disease. My prognosis. And really, what I have learnt....it's mostly bad luck that caused me to get cancer. Me to get it instead of you or your sister or your other friend. Just. Stupid bad luck.
I am not sharing this article to say, "stay away." I love the support that so many of you have given. I double love "been there" advice. People that are breast cancer experts or have gone through chemo....keep sharing your personal experiences with the disease. If you read a rad article about some cool new treatment protocol (it's unlikely that I haven't read it - unless you love to read clinical trials), please free to share it. If you're a nurse (& I LOVE NURSES - they administer most of my care), and know some cool way to make my veins stop hurting all.the.time, tell me.
....But, please don't tell me or someone else with cancer / MS / Lupus / etc. what they could have done to prevent their disease or that some strange miracle will cure them.
I understand my treatment options. I have read so many things - I know a lot about drugs that I can barely pronounce because they've only been in text. Actually, I have treated this illness like a full time job since going on short term disability.
And - I hope that acting like it's a job will help me to have results. An onco with whom I recently spoke told me I was in the top .01% of educated patients, and that included health care professionals. ...but, I don't know if that will make me any less likely to have a recurrence.
Cancer affords you some choices - I chose not to have a mastectomy. I chose to have all my nodes removed (okay, well, the doctor sort of made that choice....But I chose to trust him.) I chose chemo. Actually, I chose 4 kinda of chemo. I will choose radiation. And, if the cancer is still there, which it may be....I will elect more medicine. Likely, I will choose Xeloda because I am not eligible for ... any .... trials.
This isn't to say that I only choose drugs. I also choose to exercise. I sometimes choose green veggies and sometimes, I choke down pizza.
I chose to go to yoga this morning, because exercise has been shown to help with TNBC. It didn't have to be yoga. I could have walked to the store or down the street. Hell, if I am honest, sometimes, it takes all my strength to walk down the damn stairs. Those days, I don't choose yoga or walking.
....but, I get out of bed. Even some days when I feel so overtaken with sadness and grief over what I am facing and having to be so mortal "so young", I keep going.
If one diet or one type of food cured my cancer, I would only eat that food....Literally. I would eat it till I was sick. Then, would keep eating. Honestly, I would choose to eat only spinach forever over getting poked, prodded, and poisoned. I'd choose the treadmill over radiation (and I really hate running), but those aren't the kinds of choices I have right now.
I do choose to be mostly positive. It's not all the time, but it's most of the time. Sometimes, I can't help it - tears choose me. But, as much as possible, I try to choose yoga and walking and smiling and being with people. And when I can't, I still choose to leave the bed (sometimes, just to go to the couch :-) ).
"It is hard to be with people in grief. It is hard to be with people who are facing death, or with their caregivers. The next time you are, don’t give them stupid advice – they aren’t stupid. Trust they’ve given more thought to their course of treatment than you did listening to that public radio story. Trust yourself to just be with them in the unknown."