This concern has been my secret fear since the beginning. I have never expressed it to myself or my wife until a few weeks ago (I was going in for my 18 month checkup..with CT scan, Xrays and blood and urine tests). I silently wrapped myself in fear that "something" was going to change. Thankfully, I was still cancer free.
On the way home, I finally talked about it with my caregiver and best friend, My wife. She exploded with emotion, saying how she was so worried about "how much time" we could expect. We had been secretly thinking the same thing and worrying about it alone.
This is how we came to a livable situation.
A perfectly healthy person will step in front of a car in the next hour. End of story. We may have 5 years, 10 years, or even 40 years (I'm going for 40+ years) But, They WILL BE DAMN GOOD YEARS!!!
I have tried to find out how long I have to live and statisiticly, I have a great chance to live a normal lifetime. But, people beat the odds All The Time. I will beat the odds. If you look at the chances of survival for this disease, the odds are pretty good.
My wife and I have chosen to be positive without being foolish. We know the chances of cancer lurking somewhere are real. But we also know that life is ALWAYS a Chance. We will not put our head in the sand, but we will live each day to the fullest.
I guess it is just like it has always been. We have to find a balance. Think short term; but prepare for the long term. Anticipate the future; but be realistic about today.
"Life is what happens when you are making other plans"
George