A guy at work came up to me today and said(I'm sure, having noticed my sparse supply of hair, and several scars) "I'm sorry, I just have to ask, cancer?" I answered, yes, lymphoma, Hodgkin's Disease. He then told me that his son had had leukemia three times in his life, had a bone marrow transplant, and full body radiation, and had survived. He told me to be strong, and that it would be fine. I told him thank you, and asked if it was hard for his son, going though all the treatments. He did not sugar-coat it for me, he said it was really hard. I said that it was hard for me, and I had only had two rounds of chemo. I can't imagine going through it for that long.
That was the extent of our conversation, and it is still strange how comforting the words of a stranger can be. He doesn't know me. He doesn't know if I am a strong person. If I cry at night because of what I am going through. Or if it is just another thing you do, cause you have to. But he recognized my situation, and offered what comfort he could. And I will always remember that.
On a sadder note...just days after my first treatment I had a lady at my station who noticed my Cancer Sucks pin on my purse and commented that they (her and her daughter) had the same one, and asked why I had it. I explained. She offered that her husband had colon cancer and had been suffering through chemo since about October. She asked about my port. I showed her and she said her husband had just had one put in a few weeks ago, but it was so much better than the regular IV he had been getting. She also said that they had recently changed his chemo drugs and these new ones were making him pretty sick. I can feel his pain. We talked a few minutes longer and I felt better knowing that there was someone else who knew what I was going through. I found out today that her husband passed away. I didn't know what to say. I did not actually see her, it was relayed to me from my manager. I wish there was something I could do for them. We were not good friends, we were barely even acquaintances. I had never even met her husband. But I feel for her so strongly. My heart goes out to them.
It was a busy day today, and I am glad to be home.