Jul 12, 2008 01:32PM
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I am so sick of hearing the word cancer. Not just associated with me and ovarian cancer, but with anyone and any type of cancer. Even more, I am sick of losing those close to me because of it.
I just recieved word that another close friend of over 30 years has lost his battle to this damn disease. His brother passed away a year ago from cancer also. Just since my dx in Nov 2005, I have had several close friends diagnosed with different forms of cancer and all of them are gone. Every time I lose another friend, the emotional roller coaster ride starts again. The questions in my mind come one right after the other. The biggest being, Why? Why can't someone do something about what seems almost an epidemic of cancer, in all of its various forms and stages? Why does it take some so fast and others live for years? Why does it affect so many people? Why does it have to be so hard on us? Why am I stll here when I wasn't expected to be? Why is it that there really is no answers to any of the questions that we ask?
I know that I have said this before, but at times like this, it comes rushing back to me and I have yet to find the answer. I was so sick when I was diagnosed and not expected to live a year. I had an excellent respose to the initial chemo and debulking surgery was considered a success. I have surprised all of my Drs and they are all pleased with how I am doing. I cannot help but to think that I am still here for a reason, I just have yet to find out what that reason is. That question in itself has caused me many sleepless nights. I have searched and searched for the answer and still came up clueless.
Then I begin to start feeling guilt. Why am I still here and they are gone? If I am here for a reason, shouldn't I know what that reason is and be doing something about it? The guilt also comes in the form of why I cannot make myself go and spend any time with these friends before they are gone. And why is that? Because I am afraid. Yes I am a big chicken. I am afraid to see myself in them. I do not want to see what it will do to me and what I will have to go through. I do not want people coming to see me and feeling sorry for me and then leaving in tears. The guilt that I feel because of that is horrid, and I carry it with me. All that I can do is to hope and pray that they understood it wasn't that I did not want to see them or to be there for them, I just did not want to see my future in them. That sounds so selfish to say it out loud.
We have all said it at some time that it just isn't fair, and no, cancer is not a fair disease at all. It isn't fair, it isn't picky, it just isn't right. It has been around for far too long and taken far to many good people before their time. It isn't fair that it is the one disease that no one can seem to do anything about. They can't predict it, they can't prevent it, and they can't cure it. Why?
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