Sorry you’re going through this…it’s so hard not to obsess,and no reassurances from anyone who’s gone through it even with the best of results seem to help. I’ll be sending good thoughts—for what that’s worth.
Also had cancer—early-stage cancer with a high survival rate, had successful surgery when the tumor was still tiny and it’s almost definitely not going to come back, but still: cancer. It is weird!
The will-I-or-won’t-I period is especially weird. It’s like someone is twirling a gun pointed at your foot and saying “don’t worry, I’m pretty sure I didn’t load it—and it’s not like shooting you in the foot is going to kill you anyway, there’s a 95% survival rate LOL calm down.” Sure, all true, but would prefer to go back to my prior life where no one was pointing a gun at me at all.
All this to say: your response is normal and relatable, both the worry and the worry about being too worried. Give yourself grace—this is what dealing with it is.
I just skimmed through this, but sorry to hear about your prognosis. Six months left to live isn’t very long. Cryogenics sounds like a good option for you. Good luck!
FWIW, I'm one of those people who actually had cancer and you're definitely not an asshole. Or at least, I don't think you are & if you are it's definitely not because you had to spend the whole weekend waiting and wondering like any normal human would. Even if you keep obsessing about the 2%, while it would mean I'm very glad not to be living with you, it would not make you a bad person. And the blog post was funny so it gave you something to write about so yay!
Oh, if they ever DO find something bad, the call will be like "we've already reserved you a room at the hospital and it's waiting for you so pack up some things and get here ASAP."
If you get THAT call, assume it's bad news. Tho if you want to listen to their face turn red with frustration over the phone while they sputter, you can tell them you have a date in a couple of hours that you really wanna go on and ask if you can come in tomorrow (they will say no while doing everything possible to not say you have cancer or should be concerned or tell you anything at all about anything except you absolutely need to get there yesterday)(I was 19)(I didn't die).
PS -- realized after I posted I didn't say I'm glad you're okay and sorry your kid is having to deal with food allergies. I am glad you're ok and glad your kid is getting better (it sounds like?)
Sorry you’re going through this…it’s so hard not to obsess,and no reassurances from anyone who’s gone through it even with the best of results seem to help. I’ll be sending good thoughts—for what that’s worth.
Also had cancer—early-stage cancer with a high survival rate, had successful surgery when the tumor was still tiny and it’s almost definitely not going to come back, but still: cancer. It is weird!
The will-I-or-won’t-I period is especially weird. It’s like someone is twirling a gun pointed at your foot and saying “don’t worry, I’m pretty sure I didn’t load it—and it’s not like shooting you in the foot is going to kill you anyway, there’s a 95% survival rate LOL calm down.” Sure, all true, but would prefer to go back to my prior life where no one was pointing a gun at me at all.
All this to say: your response is normal and relatable, both the worry and the worry about being too worried. Give yourself grace—this is what dealing with it is.
I just skimmed through this, but sorry to hear about your prognosis. Six months left to live isn’t very long. Cryogenics sounds like a good option for you. Good luck!
That's really a rough time. The universe couldn't just let you enjoy a happy summer, with a trip and fewer food restrictions, huh?
Here's hoping for the best, including the magical ability to not think about it too much. 💜
FWIW, I'm one of those people who actually had cancer and you're definitely not an asshole. Or at least, I don't think you are & if you are it's definitely not because you had to spend the whole weekend waiting and wondering like any normal human would. Even if you keep obsessing about the 2%, while it would mean I'm very glad not to be living with you, it would not make you a bad person. And the blog post was funny so it gave you something to write about so yay!
Oh, if they ever DO find something bad, the call will be like "we've already reserved you a room at the hospital and it's waiting for you so pack up some things and get here ASAP."
If you get THAT call, assume it's bad news. Tho if you want to listen to their face turn red with frustration over the phone while they sputter, you can tell them you have a date in a couple of hours that you really wanna go on and ask if you can come in tomorrow (they will say no while doing everything possible to not say you have cancer or should be concerned or tell you anything at all about anything except you absolutely need to get there yesterday)(I was 19)(I didn't die).
PS -- realized after I posted I didn't say I'm glad you're okay and sorry your kid is having to deal with food allergies. I am glad you're ok and glad your kid is getting better (it sounds like?)