Ditto Al...
You said a mouthful that time Al. I actually asked the onc the other day, how he can walk through the infusion suite every day, smiling, as we listen to the occasional patient in a side room wretching their guts into a plastic basin.
This is the most stressful thing I have done since caring for my Dad as his cancer consumed and finally took him. I try to direct my stress into an anger-based pursuit of solutions. I get more relief from talking with you guys on this website, via posts or now chat, than I would from a bottle of Ativan. I can't relax unless I think I am doing something positive to help Mom physically, or find out how to help her through reading.
I really enjoyed yakking with you and the others during the chat session last night. I feel like I know you personally. I at the very least, have some idea what you are going through being the loved one of a breast cancer patient. I apologize for blabbing so profusely in the chat room, but I had so many things swirling in my head by the time I logged on, that I was afraid I would forget to mention something. Next time, I think I'll sit back and just read the chat posts. I have always enjoyed your posts on this site, and find them most stimulating...like I need more stimulation...lol. Have a beer for me tonight. I'm afraid if I started to imbibe for relaxation, I might never stop till my liver exploded.
Thanks again to all that participated last night. Let's do it again sometime soon.
Best Wishes,
Tom
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