My sister is dying
I posted here several months back about my sister who has lung cancer. At the time, we thought it was because of all the years she smoked. She is just 54 years old.
We have since found out that the type of cancer she has is due to asbestos exposure when she was a child in school.
I've very upset with myself. I'm upset with cancer. I don't like the way I'm dealing (no, NOT dealing) with this. My sister lives almost 800 miles from me and said she'd like me to come see her so we can get the things we need to say to one another out in the open. This was last October. I have not gone there yet. I want to. I really do. But I just can't bring myself to do it and I hate myself for it. I should be there for her. I want to be there for her. And I feel SOOO guilty because as hard as this is for me, I KNOW it's a billion times worse for her.
I do speak with her on the phone but I can tell that's getting hard for her now. I called her last night and she couldn't talk to me because she was on oxygen then.
We lost a brother in 2001 to throat cancer that went into his lungs. He too was 54. He was diagnosed in July and he went into a coma a few weeks later. He spent 1 month in a coma and passed away just 7 weeks after his diagnosis. We didn't have a chance to say what we needed to say to one another. He didn't want anyone to know. And I still feel robbed of time with him. So why do I not take the chance I have with my sister to see her and talk to her? I wish I knew.
I've been on other boards for quite some time dealing with issues like my hypothyroidism and my dad's alzheimers. I've gained a lot of knowledge, strength and support from those boards so I am confident that you'll lend your advice and kind words to me.
Is there anyone here who has struggled with this type of fear that I have now? How did you cope with it? Please share your stories with me about how you deal with cancer either in yourself or a loved one. I feel so alone and scared for my sister. I want to be there to hug her, hold her hand, listen to her and help her. But I'm afraid I can't until I can learn how to come to terms with this myself. This fear is consuming me. And my guilty feelings and the depression surrounding it all is unbearable.
Barb
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Last edited by LuvMyLilDoggie; 03-05-2007 at 03:30 PM.
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