Hi Yvette,
Thanks for posting. Welcome!
I hear your pain. I'm right there with you- my husband was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer with 3 mets to brain in March this year. We went from being fine and cancer-free to emergency brain surgery to palliative care. Non-small cell carcinoma (non- smokers lung cancer.)
The more I learn and the more I talk to people, the more I believe that doctors do not have the power to give you a certain length of time to live. They can give you averages and guesses but that is all. Many people (that I have met in the last 6 months) live much longer than the doctors have "given" them.
We were given a very grim time frame, but did some research and discovered that this prognosis was based on data where the average age of diagnosis of this type of cancer was 70 years old! Only 2 percent of people with this cancer are diagnosed under the age of 50 and my husband is one of the 2 percent. We believe that he will live many years yet.
We did 4 cycles of chemo designed to shrink the lung cancer, and then we decided to stop. The doctors wanted to do "mainentance" chemo every 3 weeks for the rest of his life, and they said that it would give him an extra 6 weeks to 3 months of life.
The 4 cycles of chemo he had did a lot of damage to his body and caused extreme fatigue and nausea. He has had no symptoms from the cancer since the largest brain tumour was removed. All of his ill health in the last 6 months has been from the treatment.
I hate telling new people who don't know what has happened. They ask, "what are his chances?" "Has he gone into remission?"
I hate seeing aquaintances in the street who I haven't seen for 12 months, and who don't know. They are busy with their children and I am busy with mine, so when they ask, how are you? I lie and say "fine!" It is too much and too hard to get into for someone I hardly know.
And about being strong... is it a choice? I do not see it as a choice. The children must be fed. The clothes must be washed. My husband must be cared for. When you have children, and a sick husband, can you afford the luxury of throwing in the towel and saying, no, I can't deal with this? It does happen. I did it yesterday! But it lasted a couple of hours. It passed. If I don't do these things, who will? What is the alternative to being strong most of the time? My counsellor says that this is a marathon. I must take time out and look after myself, so that I can look after everyone else. I am getting better at doing it.
I am getting better and better at being open with my feelings, sharing what is happening with supportive people who want to help. I am always pleasantly surprised at how understanding and supportive people are, even complete strangers.
My children understand that Daddy has cancer but they do not know the prognosis. We do not say that he has a certain length of time because we do not know how long it will be. We do our best to keep life as normal as possible and keep to the daily routine. The only time this breaks down is when I am not up to doing it.
I have to go as Miss 4 has cut her finger and needs cream and a band-aid. This I can do. :)
xx
Symphony