AmandaJ
12 years agoMember
The Disconnect
Hi All
I was diagnosed with BC in Jan last year. Had three tumours in my LBreast removed by lumpectomy. Sentinel Node Biopsy was negative, but aggressive little thing that also tested positive for HER2, Oestrogen and progesterone. So 6 rounds of Chemo, Radiation finished in September last year. I worked through Chemo and Radiation, using all my sick and annual leave to do so. (I'm the major bread winner and we couldn't survive on my husband's salary) Now finishing off Herceptin and 5 years of anti-hormone treatment.
The problem is this... Well actually need to give you some background before I tell you the problem. So, In July 2011 Dad was diagnosed with cancer of the oesophagus, we nursed him at home through several rounds of chemo. Then in Dec 2011 my father in law had two sub-dural bleeds in two weeks, the medicos said that he would die, he didn't. Dad died in March 2012 and Mum, who had dementia, went into care awaiting placement. I was being bullied at work (a job I loved and was passionately committed to) until it got to the point that I had to resign. Got a new job that wasn't all that challenging and in an organisation that doesn't encourage commitment. We were finishing off renovating our old house (that I loved) so we could move in to a fixer-upper in a more central area. We were travelling up to 4 hrs per day visiting Mum and renovating on the weekend, so we could put the house on the market. It sold about three weeks before Mum had a major stroke and died after being in a Coma for 4 days. The day before her funeral, we moved into the fixer up. The three months later, I got the diagnosis of BC.
So now the problem.... After going through this over the last few years, I feel disconnected from everything and everyone. I feel like I have gone through this alone. That's not to say that I didn't have help, friends and my husband was great. But I don't think anyone understands how tough it was especially after the previous year and a a half. Working through Chemo was incredibly hard, I don't think I could even describe it in a way that anyone in my life could possibly understand. I don't know if how I feel now is about how hard it was or how isolated I felt then, but now I don't have anything in my life I really feel connected or committed to. I love my husband and children, but I feel like there is this part of me that watches me going through life. I used to LOVE reading, but I start to read now and I get bored or annoyed. I've always done things to challenge myself but at the moment I'm not sure I can be bothered, to be honest. I don't like this but I don't know how to change it.
Has anyone else experienced this disconnect and if so, what did you do to change it?
Would be really greatful for any suggestions.
Amanda J