Hello Gillmary
It was lovely to hear from you and read your comments, which are so supportive. I am so sad that you have had such a hard time these last couple of years, and now, like me, wonder about the end. You mention that you try not to think about the end, but end up doing so anyway. I’m guessing the tears come when you think about those around you, and the loss of them, rather than tears for yourself at the end. I experienced a lot of that during the first few months after diagnosis, but it hasn’t happened for a few weeks now. I think it is called pre-grieving? Where we are imagining not only our own loss, but the loss for others, and trying to figure out what it will be like as the end draws near.
Im currently just a little intrigued about what it will all feel like (only just a little intrigued, because for most of the time my thoughts are more like “will it be bad? When will it start”? Etc. and many other thoughts relating to how the time will be between now and the point when I am near the end. Another question I have is “how long will it take” and “will I be in pain”. My gp says that sometimes people like me who only have breast cancer spread to the lungs, and nowhere else, don’t feel any pain at all. That seems weird, but hopefully it will work out like that for me, or at least that, when my body is feeling physical pain, I will already be on a high enough dose of morphine to not feel it at all. The weirdness also for me is that I don’t have pain at all (just breathlessness and sometimes a tightness in the chest, and a bit more tired than usual sometimes), yet the consultants team a month ago gave an estimate (of time left) of six months…maybe a bit more, maybe a bit less….and that when the end came, it would come very quickly. So on one level it’s extremely hard to believe it will happen at all!! This feeling of being in limbo!
Going onto some other stuff you mentioned, I too feel very well looked after. I was a bit puzzled about what you said about hospice, and that you would need to be in a care home or a hospital before you would be allowed to go to the hospice. In my area, provided there is a bed available, and also provided I am definately nearing the end of life (say one or two weeks), I am told that I can go to the hospice ‘straight from home’. However, I do know that there is a sort of waiting list which is looked at every day and consideration given to ‘urgentness’, so it may be a few days wait. I don’t mind dying in hospital at all, but I have been told that is unlikely to happen that I will go to hospital at all. I don’t want to die in my own home, for sure, and I guess that at the time I leave my home, I will hopefully not be too aware of what is going on, due to being totally full of morphine, or similar. I am aware that much of how it will be is guesswork on my part. All I know is that, when lots of ‘symptoms’ come all together, that’s when I will be nearer the end. Like you, I hope just to be able to sleep most of the time coming up to that point. Or even now, sometimes, on days and times when I am fed up with the whole palaver and tediousness of this waiting game.
I understand totally why you would want to try to get through to the time when your great nieces take their exams. It will probably be the last thing you would be able to do for them, and I’m sure it would be gratifying to know that you have achieved that. Hope it works out.
Like you and shaw1, I wish there was a way we could meet up, just to give personal support…virtual hugs just don’t seem to be enough.
The MacMillan nurse contacted me today to arrange a day to come over again in a couple of weeks. She thinks I will benefit from going to the hospice to look around, and meet others there. She is going to ask them to contact me to invite me over. I guess I will go…eventually…probably after my little dog has gone off on his permanent holiday to Ireland, when I will be a bit more lonely, I guess, and will need more focus, and something to get me out of the house. Or maybe I will continue as I am now, and spend the day listening to podcasts (currently history…Tudor and medieval and Irish).
I have just come back from a week in Cornwall with my partner. Luckily it wasn’t raining, although as you will know, last week was pretty cold, even in the south. My partner drove, and I think she enjoyed it, as normally that job is mine, as I enjoy it too. I am gradually trying to actively allow people around me to give me help…let’s say that for now I am practicing for the future. It’s hard to give up independence.
That’s it for now…I will be thinking about you, and hope you are not in too much pain and can get to sleep as much as you want. I feel a bit of a fraud at present because that is not my situation really. But I guess we are all on the same journey, and ‘my time’ will likely come along, perhaps before I am really ready for it.
Lulubel x