tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post4971613536525068664..comments2024-03-28T00:25:27.585-07:00Comments on Running for My Life: Fighting cancer one step at a time: Clinic: The good and the annoyingRonni Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00036024135497392070noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-54286773115673916762009-11-10T21:48:26.719-08:002009-11-10T21:48:26.719-08:00and now Kareem's taking up the cause of CML......and now Kareem's taking up the cause of CML...so at least the asshat at DF will have something else to talk about now, should you ever run into him again.<br /><br />and the cart lady..c'mon..really? she doesn't have a pack of Cub Scouts to reign over? sigh. it's sustenance for cancer patients...oy freekin vey!Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12388261083998643091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-37089480259349313432009-11-06T04:52:20.995-08:002009-11-06T04:52:20.995-08:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-47441911882573980152009-11-05T12:30:41.271-08:002009-11-05T12:30:41.271-08:00When I was just beginning treatment, there was a p...When I was just beginning treatment, there was a patient who liked to hold court and latched onto new patients to impart her unsolicited wisdom. I know deep down, she thought she was helping, but some of the things she said were truly awful, so I did my best to avoid coming into contact with her. Unfortunately, I ended up sitting next to her for a blood draw one day and managed to earn her undivided attention. Chris tried everything to get her to mind her own business, but she refused to take any hints. He was polite up until the moment she advised me to write a letter for Chris to read after I died. Some people just don't think.<br /><br />I'm thrilled that you didn't have to have any transfusions and hope you ate that sandwich anyway.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16214868698905207283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-52816864620065192692009-11-05T11:35:51.650-08:002009-11-05T11:35:51.650-08:00Glad you had a mostly good day at clinic. I always...Glad you had a mostly good day at clinic. I always show up with my peanut butter and banana sandwich so I've thus far avoided the moody sandwich lady.<br /><br />The voriconazole is pretty nasty in that it interacts with many other drugs. I'm glad you're finally free of it. I think I'll be on it for a while.PJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895652549080926672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-89034951862631068352009-11-05T07:26:56.263-08:002009-11-05T07:26:56.263-08:00When my Mom was diagnosed with breast cancer this ...When my Mom was diagnosed with breast cancer this year, the doctor told her, "For breast cancer, you have the best kind there is to have." My Mom said she felt like saying, "I'd really rather not have any." Chalk it up to odd things people say and a lack of a filter. All cancer is bad, period.<br /><br />As for the lunch cart lady, that's just bizarre.<br /><br />Great news that you didn't need any transfusions! YAY!hockeychichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166959347224883175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-70866982006960950432009-11-05T06:18:17.185-08:002009-11-05T06:18:17.185-08:00Dear Ronni,
I've been on both sides of the st...Dear Ronni,<br /><br />I've been on both sides of the stupid-comment situation. For me, forgiveness is the answer. The first time I remember saying a most unhealing comment was when I was 16 years old and attending the funeral - my first - of the mom of a classmate. As soon as I said it, I realized it was a bad choice of words. But as I grew up (and continued to feel badly about it), I saw how it reflected my own anxieties. My emotions created and released the surprising comment. I could only hope that they realized I was young. I had to forgive myself and learn from it.<br /><br />As a pregnant woman and later as a cancer patient, I've had people say the stupidist things to me. In a visceral way, I recognized the shared origin of their words with my funeral comment: vulnerability and fear. Forgiving my indiscretions made it easier to forgive and forget theirs.<br /><br />Your story suggests he blurted out a mantra that has been helping him cope with his disease before he thought through the effect on you. That he back-pedaled reflects his sensitivity and desire to only help. <br /><br />As for the issue, is acute better than chronic, or is it worse? I've dealt with this issue, too, since I'm living in-and-out of treatment for a type of cancer with no known cures. My thoughts: "My cancer is better than your cancer!" What? Really? <br /><br />The most touching part of your post today was the image of the moody snack-cart lady putting aside your favorite order when she didn't see you there. Actions speak louder than words. She cares!<br /><br />I'm happy to read about your counts. Thinking back to the days when you were hospitalized and taking baby steps, your progress deserves a standing ovation for everyone involved. Bravo!<br /><br />With hope, WendyWendy S. Harpham, MDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09167276216970598762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-74908005466935370782009-11-05T05:11:45.519-08:002009-11-05T05:11:45.519-08:00Putting out hope instead of fear is likely difficu...Putting out hope instead of fear is likely difficult if you are dealing with the fear, but I have been trying religiously to exude positive vibes, generally using you as an example. Two people close to me are dealing with difficult illnesses right now and I have re-told your story underscoring the positive. You are a living example that it matters less what 'they say' because we really don't know all of the factors at work here. Hope can only help, whereas negativity and fear can definitely hurt.<br /><br />As for the 'egg salad lady' chalk it up to one of the odd episodes from your many years dealing with the medical profession. Maybe it's a food thing... remember the industrial size can of peaches delivered to your room in the hospital?Dianenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179516101180622376.post-36534053821146702312009-11-05T03:47:39.531-08:002009-11-05T03:47:39.531-08:00YAY! GOOD FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!YAY! GOOD FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!donnanoreply@blogger.com