The number one thing that stood out to me at this time was that my own attitude toward this was everything. If I came across as positive, it would help all those I told. Luckily, I really did feel that way. I felt strongly that everything would be alright. I sat down that evening with my husband and our oldest son and daughter. I told them the facts as best I knew and the two options for removing the cancer. I then explained the various treatments I might have to do depending on the pathology report and the outcome of the surgery. I am so grateful my kids were all old enough to hear all the facts. I felt giving a broad view of what I might need to do over the next six months would help them get an accurate picture as they digested this breaking news. I personally don't like half truths with surprises later. They seemed to take the news well with no drama scenes. However, when I told our other son a few days later, he was much more shocked and upset about my news. Once more I was so glad I could give so many positive spins on my situation knowing the cancer was caught early.
Then came the long list of extended family and close friends that l felt needed to hear the news from me personally. That ended up being very draining emotionally, but I felt it was the right thing to do. Still I have decided that giving bad news is ten times harder than receiving it. Once more I did everything to alleviate fears and worry before I even mentioned the awful “C” word and luckily most of the reactions were very supportive and positive. I cannot begin to express how important that is to a person in these shoes. Another valuable lesson was learned. It is vital to hear positive, hopeful, and encouraging words. I quickly realized I needed to surround myself with people who were going to empower me and help me beat it. You can bury me all you want out of earshot, but please not to my face or the friendship will have to go on hiatus!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
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