life is terminal
Sherry,
I was recently diagnosed stage IV and it is frightening. I can't imagine going through this with young children. My girls are grown and I recently married the love of my life after many years in a bad marraige. Two years ago my baby brother went to sleep on his couch and didn't wake up. He was only 35. When he was a baby they told us he probably would not live much past his teens. He had two young children. Last year my stepfather passed away after fighting lung cancer for a year. He had lost two sons within six months the year before. And recently ( right after my diagnosis) my husband's stepson from his previous marraige was hit head on and killed by a driver that had a massive heart attack. Jason was 30 and the other driver was 40.
I guess where I am going with this is that we are going to die of something someday. When I start feeling sorry for myself and I do, I try to remember that I am not promised tomorrow. I have time to come to terms with this and to help my family prepare. With any luck and lots of prayer I hope to have many more years. I know that I have a lot yet to learn about and from this illness and I have had more "@#$% opportunities for growth" than I have ever wanted in my life. But I have found that I am paying a little more attention to the important things in my life and a little less to ambition. I am still very angry about it and when I am very tired I just want to cry.
My heart goes out to you and your family. I know that it is hard.
Leslie
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