It seems to me that when bladder cancer was diagnosed, it changed everything. I had surgery within 36 hours and a cath/bag for 10 days. Then surgery 4 days later. I haven't been at my job since I was diagnosed. I haven't been able to do much of my usual since the pain became great back in December. No sledding down the hills, no bowling, I am not sure I should have a glass of wine anymore. And with all the drs touching "there" then doing unpleasant things ...well that and other aspects have certainly dampened the "honeymoon" time we aught to be having. Normal ain't normal anymore.
Prior to this, I wasn't given to much negative emotional energy either. My son served a tour in Iraq in the Army...that was emotional. He is my only child and I raised him primarily alone. It is hell to get a rare phone call from your son when you hear the gunfire in the background. When he called from Georgia to say he was on US soil - my first breath was different and I relaxed finally. I am waiting for that moment now with this. Does it ever happen. I want to hear "disease free" more than anything.
To focus on the positive, I think this has prompted people close to me to drop the petty stuff. My Mom and I are finally getting on better. She is not focusing on what she wants to change about me - never thought that would happen EVER lol. And I can clearly see the "angels and the bolters" ...it is an amazing revalation on relationships. One friend I have had for 14-15 years - I have even been the gaurdian for her son - bolted and has distanced herself so far and so fast. I was so suprised.
Well, today is the bone scan and chest CT...I thought I would have to put on my big girl panties and do it by myself...Hubby decided to go in early to work then meet me to just be with me there
I knew our love was of substance before we wed, but the bond being made as we face this together makes me sure we can stand against anything. Hubby is also going to call today to get answers from the Dr. He is an electrical engineer and feels he will less likely to get put off by the nurses because he deals with ruffled feathers frequently.
By the way, the English here may have a different way of handling all this emotional cancer stuff...but I sure think you are AOK in my book
Thanks for sharing and being so compassionate as always and God Bless you all.