Toonces Age 18 Susie Hemmingway -
A Power Within posted recently about how she deals with her husband's disease, how she is an advocate for him, and stays cheerful despite his illness. It's a wonderful post. I admire her attitude.
I so envy her, because lately I don't feel so cheerful. I've been reading about anticipatory grief. All you nurses out there remember that
nursing diagnosis?
Anticipatory grief is what happens when you know there will be a loss, but it has not yet occurred. It is what happens when a loved one is dying, and both the patient and their loved ones have time to prepare.
Richard has made all the preparations...our will is current; he has a durable power of attorney for healthcare. The funeral is pre-paid and he's picked out his casket. Great.
But with each little bit of physical deterioration, I get more and more angry. It's harder to put myeloma in the background and have a semblance of normal life.
When we were first married, we dreamed of touring the country in an RV when we retired. That's never going to happen.
But I guess we still have each other and the love of our family and our old scraggly cat, relative financial security, great health insurance...many blessings.
But I'm still mad.
Susie Hemmingway - A Power Within posted recently about how she deals with her husband's disease, how she is an advocate for him, and stays cheerful despite his illness. It's a wonderful post. I admire her attitude.
I so envy her, because lately I don't feel so cheerful. I've been reading about anticipatory grief. All you nurses out there remember that nursing diagnosis?
Anticipatory grief is what happens when you know there will be a loss, but it has not yet occurred. It is what happens when a loved one is dying, and both the patient and their loved ones have time to prepare.
Richard has made all the preparations...our will is current; he has a durable power of attorney for healthcare. The funeral is pre-paid and he's picked out his casket. Great.
But with each little bit of physical deterioration, I get more and more angry. It's harder to put myeloma in the background and have a semblance of normal life.
When we were first married, we dreamed of touring the country in an RV when we retired. That's never going to happen.
But I guess we still have each other and the love of our family and our old scraggly cat, relative financial security, great health insurance...many blessings.
But I'm still mad.