All things considered I had it pretty good. My wonderful parents were near-by and at my side at every turn. My husband kept steady and calmed me down when I needed calming. My brother performed healing rituals on me that involved an abalone shell, chimes and feathers. My dog kept me walking and laughing. My friends let me vent and talk about my feelings even more than I usually do. My co-workers brought me good company and meals (twice a week!). And oh yea my doctors and nurses cured me of cancer!
I also was able to plug into support groups through Sibley and a great yoga class for cancer survivors. But what about support and care for the caregivers? I think that aspect of dealing with a serious illness is overlooked.
Transition after treatment is hard for the patient and it’s also hard for the caregivers. When you are battling the disease, everyone rallies around that. You sink all your energy into the fight. After it’s all over you are left feeling kind of lost and without a sense of purpose. I know my feelings are still evolving and changing from week-to-week.
All that said, I don’t think anyone exerted more energy than my mom. She was really entrenched and I can only imagine it’s terrible to see your daughter go through something like this. I worried that she wasn’t getting the support that she needed and I still worry about it.
This past weekend my mom took a trip to Stowe to visit her sister (my awesome aunt Lisa) and some other great women in my family. Lisa hooked my mom up with a makeover and some needed pampering. Then they attended a fund-raising event for Obama and my mom was actually able to meet the President! Knowing my mom had a great weekend brought me a great sense of peace and joy. Care for the caregivers! They deserve it! Thanks Lis.