Someone or something knew I needed more than I was getting or giving. My friends were great, very supportive. Yet, many of them didn't get it. I believe only a person with cancer gets it. OK, what do I mean by "it"? Friends usually are so positive around us and that's good most of the time. Sometimes we, or at least I and other that I've talked to, can't always be positive. There were times when I needed to vent all the anger, fears and negative feelings that I usually carried with me all the time.
Today I realize why people try to stay so positive or even deny what's going on. It's a persons own fear of the word CANCER. I know I felt that way too when my mother passed away. I also thought of cancer as a death sentence. When I found out I had cancer I was sure I was going to die. Somewhere along the way I learned cancer doesn't always have to mean death. And eventually I learned to accept my cancer and I was OK with whatever happened, even if it meant losing my battle with cancer. That is one of the reasons I wanted to write this article. I'm hoping to give you a little knowledge about the different cancers. But most importantly I want to share what I've gone through. And if I can help anyone even a little bit, my goal will be accomplished. For that I will be greatful.
My Women's Support Group
I would never have believed that a group of strangers would become so very important to me. I don't remember exactly when I met the hospital's gyn/oncology social worker. What I do remember is I didn't like her and didn't want her to be a part of my life. And she knew it. It took me a while to realize it wasn't her, it was all the professionals being thrown into my life so suddenly. I remember Gail B. and a social worker student of hers started a gyn support group because one of Gail's patients asked if the hospital had a group.
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