The adventures of Mommy woman

I recently found out that a dear family friend has only a couple of months to live.  She has cancer and there is nothing that can be done.  I was told she is taking it better than anyone else.  She has been in so much pain for so long now that I think an end, any end to the pain is now welcome.

Now I have to figure out what is best to do and say.  I want to go visit her and cry and tell her how horrible I feel but I think that would be selfish.  I think I need to find out how she wants to spend what little time she has and help her in any way I can to fulfill any final wishes.  I just don't know.

She is a friend that is like an aunt so her kids are like cousins.  They are my age and have young children like I do.  I can only try to imagine how I would feel and what I would want if I were them.  Then again, as soon as I consider the thought of losing my mom, my mind goes blank and I feel mentally hysterical.

All I know right now is that my stomache and heart hurt.  My mind is a swirling mess of sadness, fear and anger.  This isn't even the first or second time I have faced this form of tragedy.  The first time was at age 17 and my 18 yr old friend was given the death sentence that lukemia used to mean.  He was in the hospital, hopeful until the end.  He seemed to age decades in mere days.  Then, 4yrs ago it was my uncle with almost the same situation as this friend.  I wasn't as close to him but the pain it caused to my mother and grandmother made it very hard and seeing him, talking to him all the while knowing that it was the last time we would talk was one of the most difficult things I have ever done.

So what do you do?  What do you say?  How do you justify, reconcile, deal with in any way what is happening?  So far it has caused the blizzard outside to not matter, the pain from my sinus infection seem silly, and everything else seem like a guilty pleasure.  I feel like keeping my husband and boys home, safe with me forever.  I know that isn't rational but that is what I am feeling at the moment.


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on Jan 05, 2005

Here's what you do:

Go to the library, get the book "Into the Tangle of Friendship".   It will help you beyond measure. 

It's amazing.  I'm sorry there's nothing more I can say.

"""""everything else seem like a guilty pleasure"""""

That's the worst part of tragedy.

Trinitie

on Jan 05, 2005
I have had to say goodbye to a few over the years , I think ya tell em ya love them........ ya hold em. ya cry with em....... ya grieve..... and ya remember them kindly...
on Jan 05, 2005

Jill.....there's so much I want to tell you about what's helped me in the past when dealing with people who are dying...too much to deal with here.  I'll email you in a couple of minutes.


It's okay to feel awful, you know.


Much love to you....

on Jan 05, 2005

Jill: you've got mail, my sweet.


I would so like to be able to give you a hug and have a good cry with you right now.  I feel so awful for you....I know that this has brought back some not-so-good memories for you.


Go and hug your husband and your boys.  You all will be in my thoughts this evening.....


Namaste.

on Jan 05, 2005
First, realize there is nothing you can do but be there and understand it is beyond your power (or your ego) to "fix". In the end, all we can really do is say I love you.
on Jan 05, 2005

Thank you all so very much.  It is truly a comfort.  I didn't expect to literally be told what to say and do.  I don't expect to be able to fix anything.  I am just trying to sort things out and you all have helped a lot.  A good cry helped a bit too.

dharmagirl, I can't express what a difference you made for my mindset this evening.  Namaste to you and eternal thanks for your kindness.

on Jan 10, 2005
I came across this and thought that, in light of your other article about your little worrier, this might be of some help/interest to you: http://www.buddhanet.net/r_talkcn.htm
on Jan 23, 2005

Our friend is now in a nice hospice and her pain is being treated as best as possible.  Those closest to her don't think she will be with us long.  She is in and out of conciousness and the drugs for pain make her nauseous.

She still has a sense of humor though.  She told my mom-in-law the drugs made her look like she had rabbit ears.  It reminded me of my friend in high school thinking he was on the counter at a 7-11 because the drugs to treat his lukemia had him so weirded out.

My stomach tightens every time the phone rings.  I am moody and paranoid.  Laughing one minute, crying the next.  It doesn't look like she will get to go up in a plane again and that saddens me deeply.  I heard the song "Live Like You Were dying" on the radio and got furious.  I only hope something good will come from this pain.