When you are sick you have plenty of time to contemplate. This is especially true when you have cancer and are relegated to spending time at home, in doctors’ offices, at chemo clinics, etc. At this point in my treatment, although I have plenty of good days, I’m not 100% and I can’t possibly work full-pace for the entire day. So, I have time to think. One of the things I think about is:
Why me?
Why was I so lucky to have biological parents who recognized the importance of giving me up for adoption? And why was I so lucky to be adopted by my parents in particular, who provided me such a wonderful and loving home in which to grow up? And one that came with a big sister built in? Why did I have so many opportunities growing up that others throughout the world did not and do not have? Why me?
Why did I get to grow up knowing and understanding the importance of education? Why did I have all the opportunities to pursue my education … to pursue the things that I wanted to pursue, not what someone else wanted me to pursue? Why me? Why did I have the opportunities to study where I did? With whom I did? Why was I so lucky? Why me?
Why have I had the professional opportunities I have had, and been so lucky to meet the people I’ve met as a consequence of those opportunities? Certainly the outpouring from friends and colleagues that we see on this site underscores how lucky I am. But why me?
Why did I get to marry my best friend … someone who has been my constant companion for over 30 years of married life? Why do I still get to benefit from her constant love and friendship? Why me? Why am I so lucky?
Why have our children grown up to be the people they have grown up to be … individuals who are kind, compassionate, loving, funny, giving? Why have we had and continue to have such a wonderful life with them, even when we live apart? Why am I so lucky? Why me?
Although I’ve had plenty of time to contemplate these things, I must confess I’m not getting any closer to the answers. Much of our lot in life is determined not by our doing, but by random occurrences and breaks, lucky or otherwise. We may think we control them, or at least some of them, but I’m not so sure. What I do know is that we are better off focusing on the positive and focusing on how we respond to our various situations, because that is the only thing truly in our control.
Tomorrow is round 2 of this second cycle of my chemo regimen. I fully expect my blood work to be such that I can have the full dose of chemo, as I have up until now. Bring it on! I’m also hopeful that I’ve gained more weight … I’m trying, and that is all I can do.
We fight together!