How to deal? Maybe this dramedy from the aughts has the answer?
Or maybe not, given its Tomatometer of
While certainly not a metastatic cancer-specific question – I’m sure it has been pondered daily by most humans since we came into existence – I’ve found that “how do you deal?” comes up somewhat more often when you’re dealing with terminal (as it currently stands) illness on top of regular life.
So when a fellow metster tweeted:
I wanted to respond with something encouraging. I could say that my support group #lifer sisters help me cope. I’m #blessed to live in Austin where the Breast Cancer Resource Center provides a strong network of support services. Plus I’ve got facebook groups and all the other online #breastcancer communities to turn to. And as long as I’m counting my blessings, my family and fiance are paramount.
But that’s not the answer for me, not the whole answer. All the support systems in the world aren’t enough when I wake up at 4am with side effect and/or symptom du jour wondering how much worse it could get.
Anyway, what do I know? I’m a newbie at coping with all this cancer stuff. And I think I’m doing it wrong.
Rather than getting in touch with my emotions, I avoid feeling all the feels by getting lost the many distractions our modern age affords us.
Why dwell on the thorniness of this mortal coil when I can beam up into brave new worlds?
Except it doesn’t feel so brave after a while.
Am I not Superhero Nutritionist? Do I not have a duty to use all the arsenal at my disposal to keep my body in tip-top fighting shape?
Liberal dashes of distraction, great dollops of
There, that’s my recipe for coping.
I re-affirm my resolve to defy the cancer villain every morning that I tape up my
I defy the bone pain, anxiety and fatigue the cancer villain throws at me with every single step. With every
If I need more moleskin or band aids or balm for my feet, I’ll put em on and keep dancing.
If I need a cane I’ll dance with the cane, if I need a walker I’ll dance with the walker, if I need a wheelchair I’ll have my dance party with wheels.
Thank you to @madmetster for inspiring my much-needed reflection. I’ll keep following the conversation notdeadyet started to see how others like me cope.