The family news continues to
be bad.
I’ve just been speaking to
my cousin Pat. She seems to be recovering well from her mastectomy. However,
this week she visited oncology & was shocked to discover that her breast
had had two large tumours. Some of the lymph nodes that had also been removed,
proved positive for cancer. She is now faced with the option of chemotherapy or
a second operation to remove the remaining lymph nodes.
She’d spoken to my cousin
Trudy & been told that Alma, Trudy’s sister, had been given 9-12 months’
life expectancy. I suppose at least Alma
was prepared. She had been told already it was just a matter of time as her lung
cancer was too advanced for anything except palliative care. Alma is going to try chemo next month but the
most that can achieve is to prolong her life by a few extra months.
Suddenly I’m feeling
amazingly well. I had my cancer alarm over ten years ago & survived. Now, to my astonishment,
I no longer have osteoporosis, though I’ve still not worked out how to have
900mg of calcium per day on average. There is nothing immediately life
threatening for either of us, beyond life itself. If anything, our health seems
to be improving. That I can write that statement also suggests I’m not even as
depressed as I so often am.
My mother always reckoned
cancer stalks our family. Now I am beginning to believe it. Maybe it is just
that it is such a large family. Most of my cousins are older than me. They have
to die of some thing, some time, so why not cancer. It just seems such an
uncomfortable fearful a fate but then most causes of death seem to be
unpleasant, certainly undesirable. At least palliative care for cancer patients
has improved, making the pain involved more tolerable.
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