Thank you for even more supportive words ladies.
Dear Isabel, I am so, so sorry to hear about your cancer situation. My heart goes out to you as I know how horrible this is. I honestly do not know if it is more difficult to be without a family like me or to have one like you, that includes having to take care of many other family members. I guess this disease is horrible in whichever situation. Those statistic you mention about percentage % are scary beyond belief. I do not know of an equivalent statistic for my type of cancer, but I do know that general 5-year survival rate is 50%. Now doctors think I have much higher chances of surviving the 5 years than that but whenever I remember that general number I get paralyzed from fear. No, I was never completely alone, but there were certainly times I felt like that. Like during the 6 weeks rads when I had 2 visits total, both in the last week. I really I was going to suffer a mental breakdown during Thanksgiving, which was week 5, the loneliness was that bad.
I feel the same like you, 1000000 %, about comforting other people. And for me, it didn't end with telling them, but for some I had to keep doing and still ma doing that almost every time I see them. Probably for you as well.
I am not sure if I am really angry/mad. I think it would be better for me if I was. But my default feelings are those of being hurt and afraid. Yes, our experiences are indeed very different when it comes to company. I feel incredibly, sickeningly alone most of the time and crave company/phone calls like thirsty men in desserts crave water.
Well, I am currently not seeing a therapist because I am looking for one since the old one is too far away now that the treatments have ended. You are so right about friends and wrappers. I guess I am not liking what many of those wrappers are turning out to be.
S and her Dad are indeed Angels for me. I have vowed to myself to try somehow to help in whatever I can and do whatever I can for them for as long as I live. My research setting is very special case and not exactly academic. There are no grad students/interns around. But that is really not a problem at all anymore because I am getting meals delivered by that charity service. I have also recovered enough to be able to run almost any errand myself at this point, as long as it does not involve driving somewhere, as I do not drive. And it is actually good for me to do things like go to the pharmacy, which is 10 min walk away, as it forces me to get out of the house and fight depression.
Hmm, I did not know that about the Maids. I have just looked around their website but could not find any info about that service for cancer patients . I can do most of my cleaning myself, as I live in a small studio apartment, but will admit that the smells of cleaning chemicals do bother my throat that is still very sensitive from all the horror it has endured. I actually feel pretty embarassed to even call and ask about that. It is incredibly difficult for me to request and accept any charity. The food service is making me blush from shame every time I think about it. I guess I am a pretty proud person which is not good in this situation at all.
Yes, it does suck, majorly so.
I will keep you in my thoughts as well, Isabel. Sending tons of hugs.