I could go just about anywhere with that title huh? Let’s see…Cancer?…maybe…how about Computers?…it’s possible…or the one that may throw a few for a loop Cysts…interesting. If you can believe it, I can connect all 3 of these in one story. Let’s see if I’m brave enough to post this.
Let me start by saying computers now a days connect us with so much information it is insane. On a site you can type in your symptoms you are having and it can suggest some possible issues that you may have. Of course this does not and should not substitute for seeing a doctor although let’s be honest…some of us would rather see it on a computer screen then hear it from the doctors mouth. Some may use what the computer screen says to not go into the doctor because it doesn’t think it is serious. Again, not a good practice in my opnion.
Cancer. The word NO one wants to hear and yet Jay and I heard it twice in one year. First it was the second night staying in our new house…we had just gotten home from a party that a friend had and as I called my mom back since she had called when we were at the party and wanted me to call her back to talk…she told me she had cancer. 2 days after we got the news my mom’s treatment was successful and for the time being she was cancer free, Jay came home with a look I had never seen on his face. His mom had just told him she had breast cancer. I am thankful to report that both moms are in remission.
Cysts. This one may be throwing a few people for a loop so let me explain. Infact this is where all 3 C words come together. While Jay and I were initially trying to get pregnant, things for me were not looking or feeling normal. My OB had an ultrasound done in the office and what she found wasn’t a huge concern although it wasn’t totally OK either. They found a few cysts of which one didn’t look like the others. It looked like it was more solid then a normal cyst would be. Luckily a month later the troublish cyst was gone and appeared to then be normal but for a month, the previous C word stuck in my head and to be honest made me quite nervous considering what family history seemed to present itself. And of course I did what I just explained not to do. I looked on the computer…I researched as much as I could. I scared myself so much that my blood pressure spiked so high they sent me to my doctor to get it looked into. I wore a 24 hour bp monitor to find out that there was nothing really going on.
I write this blog to be honest about what life has thrown my way. Many people may think I am disclosing too much. I feel the contrary, you see if people don’t continue to be reminded that there is more out there that people are dealing with then you may ever know…maybe…just maybe people will begin to be better to one another. To understand…not judge…to help…not hurt. Yes we all have our own opinions on politics…religion and many other things (see how I picked the two most controversial topics? :-P) but deep down we need to seek understanding. I don’t mean that we change our opinions but we should seek to understand.
While we were trying to get pregnant there were very few people who knew what was really going on. Some probably knew but were truly guessing since it wasn’t a topic Jay and I talked about to just anyone. We had our outlets but sometimes that wasn’t enough. I have been told I was a different person during this time. It is no surprise to me and thinking back I can absolutely see what concerned people. When our moms were going through their cancer there were few people that knew what we were going through. The only ones that came close were those that had their mothers diagnosed with cancer. Not people who had their dad…their aunt…uncle…even sister but their mother. I’m not discounting these other people because they are all not good people in ones life to have cancer but to relate to Jay and I in those moments…those were not comparisons.
So I leave you with one last “C word”…and that is Comfort. Comfort those in your life and keep tabs on each other. I have an amazing group of people that keep tabs on me and comfort me in ways they may never fully understand just by reading a text I send or letting me help them when I can. If we would comfort people in our life…maybe the first 3 C words wouldn’t be so scary.