My wife is going through chemo for colon cancer. Prognosis looks good. But the treatment is hell. Halfway through next week.
Her aunt lives with us. She has Parkinsons. Starting to really slide. Needs bathroom help every 2 hours - 24x7x365. No one sleeps much here. She’ll need to go into assisted living real soon now. Will she live longer than her money? Maybe.
My kid is 14. Good kid. Smart. Well-intentioned. But 14 is hard. And he’s a total slacker.
My mom just had gallbladder surgery at 80. She’s recovering well. But lives on her own and needs extra attention. We all worry she will need to go into assisted living, too. But she’s mostly broke. Not good.
The place I work was bought out a few months ago. My job is likely safe through the end of the year. But after that… well, we all know how it usually goes. At least my wife’s chemo will be covered until then.
I’m over 60 and overweight with HBP. No heart attack… yet. But that can’t be too far off.
So… plenty of pressure all around. But I manage to keep to the Stoics’ philosophy and accept the world as it is. Be patient and kind and let things happen as they happen. I keep trying to loose weight.
Either we get through this, or we don’t. But I can easily accept that we all did our best.
Thank you for seeing me. Some days, the worst is the feeling that all of the struggle is not only insignificant in the end, but also invisible. I think of all of the rest that are in situations like me and that I’ll never know them.
Rough patch.
My wife is going through chemo for colon cancer. Prognosis looks good. But the treatment is hell. Halfway through next week.
Her aunt lives with us. She has Parkinsons. Starting to really slide. Needs bathroom help every 2 hours - 24x7x365. No one sleeps much here. She’ll need to go into assisted living real soon now. Will she live longer than her money? Maybe.
My kid is 14. Good kid. Smart. Well-intentioned. But 14 is hard. And he’s a total slacker.
My mom just had gallbladder surgery at 80. She’s recovering well. But lives on her own and needs extra attention. We all worry she will need to go into assisted living, too. But she’s mostly broke. Not good.
The place I work was bought out a few months ago. My job is likely safe through the end of the year. But after that… well, we all know how it usually goes. At least my wife’s chemo will be covered until then.
I’m over 60 and overweight with HBP. No heart attack… yet. But that can’t be too far off.
So… plenty of pressure all around. But I manage to keep to the Stoics’ philosophy and accept the world as it is. Be patient and kind and let things happen as they happen. I keep trying to loose weight.
Either we get through this, or we don’t. But I can easily accept that we all did our best.
Damn. That’s a lot of stress. Make sure you put your health first as a priority. Walk/bike daily. Stay with us.
Thank you for seeing me. Some days, the worst is the feeling that all of the struggle is not only insignificant in the end, but also invisible. I think of all of the rest that are in situations like me and that I’ll never know them.