Even though it was Stephen who was diagnosed with Cancer last September and his fight with it ended in June of this year my fight with Cancer is continuing.
Don’t get me wrong, I have not been diagnosed with Cancer and as far as I am aware I am well, apart from being overweight and not exercising enough I reckon I am OK but, my life is still being ruled by Cancer.
Simple things which I used to take for granted now take some consideration. The thought of doing them makes me feel sick. It’s difficult to explain but, what has triggered me off on this train of thought tonight is work, (again).
I received an email from them, basically letting me know what’s going on in work and asking me to go in at some point. All that seems fair enough but the line “...it needs to start one way or the other”, has really got to me. Yeah, I do need to go back to work, I know that, as I said before bills still need paying and you don’t get a cash windfall when your partner dies but I feel like I am being goaded in to work, like I have to succumb to their might. In reality I have to, I have no choice and it tears me apart inside.
What hurts more is what feels like a complete apathy toward my loss. Yeah the words are right, but they are empty, they are regurgitated text book stuff because that’s what the HR handbook says they should say. Maybe one day they will understand but, how many people will be made to feel like this before they do.
Cancer though is still making my life horrible. Cancer has made me like this because Cancer is what caused Steve’s death.
I shared something with my friend tonight which I had not considered before but, something she said crystallised the whole thing for me.
Cancer has, in part, robbed me of my confidence. I feel stupid at the thought but I feel it is true. I used to be outgoing and cheerful etc but now I am not. I plan to avoid busy places. I go to the shop when it is quietest, I avoid people and situations and I also avoid the phone, not friends but I avoid paperwork type stuff, car insurance was done online to avoid speaking to people and telephone banking sends a shiver down my spine.
Before Steve died nothing bothered me, being alone they do, it sounds feeble, lame even but, that’s it, Cancer has changed me, changed me a lot.I will go in to the office tomorrow, the thought is making me feel sick and I feel strangely nervous, perhaps a little like the first day of school but I need to do it. As I said I have no choice. Cancer does that you know, it takes choices away.
Cancer took Steve’s choices away and he hated that. It took our choice to have a holiday away and it took our choice to socialise and lead a normal life away.We lead as normal a life as possible but, we were stopped from doing things, seeing people and being carefree by limitations caused by medication, treatment, fatigue, infection risk and good old common sense.
I guess I ought to stop there, there is so much more to say but it won’t be beneficial to take the lid off those boxes and unleash the contents here so, until tomorrow.......Goodnight,