Over the last few years I have talked about finding a support group. This last six months I have visited two different ones. Not quite what I was looking for. My friend the lovely Nina mentioned that she was visiting a group on FaceBook that she found very helpful so the other day I went a’looking. I joined three hoping at least one of them would suit me. So far my favorite in terms of helpfulness and interaction is ChemoChat.
In one of the groups someone joined and introduced herself. She had just recently been diagnosed. She said something that I totally connected to. She said she felt guilty because she didn’t look or act sick enough. I understand that. Sometimes I actually worry that I am looking and acting so healthy that people will stop thinking I need them or their help and it’s just not true. I am just getting so good at managing the diseases and their symptoms and the treatment and it’s effects that when I need to be strong and active, I can be. As long as I have some advance warning and it doesn’t last for too long. Luckily I have so few responsibilities in my life now I can use my good hours to do things that will help me get even stronger.
Isn’t it strange the way our minds work?
I have also endeavored to no longer use the write click on a misspelled word in my browser and I correct it using my brain now! I swear I am getting dumber as time goes on.