Saturday, December 31, 2011
Cancer Treatment Illness Induced Freakouts (that sounds medical)
Cancer Treatment Illness is what started this downward spiral. On Wednesday I woke up so tired and feeling icky and then later my upper stomach hurt really bad. I knew it wasn't the "good" kind of sick --wish I had the flu, stomach bug, food poisoning--who wishes for that?? Only a person with cancer. I knew it was what I call cancer treatment illness, when you get sick and have side effects from the cancer treatment you got. I have been sick with it several times since the end of treatment but this was worse than the other times. I didn't call the dr, why??? just so I can go through all the horrible tests to either A) have them tell me it is in fact cancer treatment illness and not much to do but live with it or B) the cancer is back. Neither is something I wanted to hear or do. Plus I get labs drawn on Tuesday and if it was bad they would call before my dr appt on the 10th. So in the mean time not eating for 2 and half days helped and I am finally physically feeling better but emotionally it has gotten to me so much. So feeling physically horrible at least you don't freak out because the pain is on your mind but now since I am feeling better, I have had several freak outs. My husband didn't help me remember to take the sleep medicine so here I am still awake at 7 am, lest you think I actually got up at 7 am to write. My husband, as I have said before, is still in la la land. I have tried to push him to help me or acknowledge the cancer and even see if he will be there for me. He has failed on that. He is not like the other caregivers I read about that remind the cancer person to take their meds, have you eaten/drank today, how are you feeling physically/emotionally, want to talk, or even the simple how are you. Cancer has not drawn us together but far apart. I just have to keep telling myself I understand that and why he is doing this because I am sure if I was able to act like that I would to and would love to be able to not care about it. I am also sure the several freak outs have to do with my up coming dr appt. So you might wonder what is a freak out, for me it is thinking about the future, thought of doing chemo again, or doing surgery. I still can't even fathom the thought of surgery. I cry, can't stop and can't even catch my breath. All I know is--- look at how horrible I am doing now and think how much more horrible I will be if it came back and know freak outs will be even more in number if it comes back. All I pray is-- God, you know and see how bad I am doing please don't give me anymore! I can't do it! I pray He has to understand, he will just have to understand my thoughts and actions through this. I am not strong anymore, I am not like those other cancer people. Though I did read one cancer blog that totally sounded like me at times and told it like it is so at least I know I am not the only one who thinks this is shitty and says so. Now I pray I can go to sleep. I will get tired and fall asleep as the kid soon wake up, I will just let them ruin the house and eat cereal all day because husband will work all day on Saturday and I will be too tired because of no sleep and it takes a lot out of me to not freak out in front of them, perhaps that is why I freak out so much at night or when alone.