The last two months have been a whirlwind, from being diagnosed with cancer and waiting for surgery and then having surgery to get rid of the cancer. On Monday my doctor called me to tell me the news the pathology report showed that it was very early stage and no other treatment is needed. You would think that would have made me happy, but it doesn't, I am really struggling with depression and surgical menopause symptoms and I don't know if it is hormonal because of having my ovaries removed or if it's just the stress of the last two months. I feel so bad that I am not celebrating my good news, but instead I can't stop crying, and next week i am supposed to go back to work, like nothing ever happened. And my family paid for private testing and then I did find out that i have this genetic disorder which may result in an additional cancer for me at some point. Maybe that information will help my sister who has kids, for me, I will never have kids now.
People are congratulating me on the good news and instead of being happy and grateful I feel so depressed and I wonder if for some twisted reason I wanted it to be worse but I don't why I would want that. Maybe its guilt as so many in my family have suffered way worse with cancer and I feel I am getting off easy, as though I went to the hospital with a sore toe and the hole thing was some minor thing but I ended up having major surgery. That isn't what happened but thats what it feels like and because it could have progressed to a more serious stage the surgery did make sense. Maybe its just guilt because I know the horror of additional treatment first hand having witnesses it with my mother and sister and seeing others not live through their cancer diagnosis. In some ways, maybe its just shock and disbelief that its over. I wish I could tell you what my problem is but I don't understand either.
Maybe when the shock of the last two months wears off and I return to my so called normal life I will get past all this. Maybe some of my low mood is hormonal, I honestly have no way of knowing or beginning to comprehend myself anymore. I wanted to take this experience and have it be something positive, but thats not what is happening.
People are congratulating me on the good news and instead of being happy and grateful I feel so depressed and I wonder if for some twisted reason I wanted it to be worse but I don't why I would want that. Maybe its guilt as so many in my family have suffered way worse with cancer and I feel I am getting off easy, as though I went to the hospital with a sore toe and the hole thing was some minor thing but I ended up having major surgery. That isn't what happened but thats what it feels like and because it could have progressed to a more serious stage the surgery did make sense. Maybe its just guilt because I know the horror of additional treatment first hand having witnesses it with my mother and sister and seeing others not live through their cancer diagnosis. In some ways, maybe its just shock and disbelief that its over. I wish I could tell you what my problem is but I don't understand either.
Maybe when the shock of the last two months wears off and I return to my so called normal life I will get past all this. Maybe some of my low mood is hormonal, I honestly have no way of knowing or beginning to comprehend myself anymore. I wanted to take this experience and have it be something positive, but thats not what is happening.