Dear Terry, I had a flash back to my 20's when I had all the same type of thoughts about life, how hard it was, how come I seem to have everything go wrong at the same time, and so on... Speaking about my own experience as I am trying to think of the right things to say.... Wow I went through a rough patch and it was that constant run of things going wrong that didnt give me much to look forward to at the time. I was knocked off my feet the first time one of my parents got bad news about their health, and didnt cope very well. I recall lots of crazy nights, lots of alcohol, and a lot of time went by. My answer to the comment about why so much cancer, or why so many things go wrong, is something like this. I came to the conclusion that life basically just happens and it is what I focused on seemed to be more obvious, (what Id said in my 20's to myself was, stop expecting it to go right and then you will be pleasantly surprised when it does!) wow wasnt I a cheer up! I always knew lots of people got sick from lots of different things, and was always grateful I was well. When I got cancer I thought "Oh, its my turn" with no real emotions attached.
I did manage to get myself out of that aweful rutt, and sometimes Id slip back into a negative attitude that sits so nicely next to bad news, but with lots of practise I found I rebounded faster each time. This is of course just my own experience at the time. I always seemed to have a string of events that gave me every good reason to say the "Why me?" I cringe when I think back at the first car accident I had when I was 17, sober as a judge, baby sitting my bosses 2 boys, and rolling the car out-side of town at night. (we were all ok).
When we lose some-one we love, or hear bad news about their health it is such a shock and as said before, words are not always said the right way, or replace what you lose. So in this instance I say to you Terry, we all totally understand your frustrations and feelings you are having, and send our warm wishes and hope that your bad run is over...... Hang in there XX Bel