Thanks! The poor man never had a sick day in his life until he was 64, and got the cancer diagnosis. It is a very rare cancer, and obviously he is still with us, so = miracle. But, chemo wrecked him so he is not a surgical candidate for knee repair.
It is sad, and hard, but it is also a time to love him differently; is it?
My dad has taught me to talk openly about his death during this time. At first, it seemed macabre to me, but this has allowed me to embrace our time left. He is not sick, but he is 86 years old, and his death is a real possibility.
I treasure every moment with my parents. We had my grandmother until she passed, aged 99. The joy of ethnicity! We don't discuss mortality, unless he brings it up. Sometimes I fall into an anxiety spiral of wondering who will die first, but I snap out of it. I might be the one to die first, after all.
For me it's not the pandemic so much, as life. My friends started dying when I was in my 30's and two of my dearest friends died suddenly of massive strokes, both in perfect health. There are no guarantees, ever.
I was an Early Participant in the plague, and DO NOT RECOMMEND.
I went to the doctor THREE times, he kept saying "why are you not getting better??" It was NOT pleasing.
There's this cancer society ad that says "everyone deserves a lifetime", and I HATE it because everyone GETS a lifetime, if that is a breath or a century.
I resent this idea of “the battle” against cancer, which ultimately holds the patient responsible for his or her well-being. I consider it violent.
Many, many years ago I had cancer, a fairly mild one. I got better with just one surgery. I did not put up a battle, nor did I defeat the Cancer: I went to the best doctor and the best clinic in the country at the right time. What I had was the luck of detecting it very early and, and a class privilege, which allowed me access to top-notch private health care.
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My dad has taught me to talk openly about his death during this time. At first, it seemed macabre to me, but this has allowed me to embrace our time left. He is not sick, but he is 86 years old, and his death is a real possibility.
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Of course. To do otherwise is cruel.
I might be the one to die first, after all.
I think the pandemic has reminded us that we are mortal, haven't we?
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I was an Early Participant in the plague, and DO NOT RECOMMEND.
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No, there is not, but sometimes we lived as being alive is a given.
How scary to have had covid at the start. It is never good, but at the beginning we knew so little!
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There's this cancer society ad that says "everyone deserves a lifetime", and I HATE it because everyone GETS a lifetime, if that is a breath or a century.
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I resent this idea of “the battle” against cancer, which ultimately holds the patient responsible for his or her well-being. I consider it violent.
Many, many years ago I had cancer, a fairly mild one. I got better with just one surgery. I did not put up a battle, nor did I defeat the Cancer: I went to the best doctor and the best clinic in the country at the right time. What I had was the luck of detecting it very early and, and a class privilege, which allowed me access to top-notch private health care.
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