10/29/14-Although I’ve lived with prostate cancer for twelve years, it’s not something that I dwell upon. But inevitably, at least once a day, it grabs my ass and says, “gotcha!”
It can be when I’m thinking about my future, my lack of energy, or anticipating my next PSA test. I think most people living with cancer feel the same thing—there is often that bit of worry that the cancer will rear it’s ugly head and say, “I’m back.”
People who are healthy often are in a quandary how to react to our illness. Should they pretend it doesn’t exist? Offer sympathy? Be supportive even if we don’t ask for it?