A very old friend of mine had a brain tumour removed a bit over a year ago and went through all sorts of suffering with the radiation and chemo afterwards and a few months ago, they found the tumour has come back, so he's once again had his skull opened up and the tumour removed, causing disfiguration to his face and many other indignities, and now he's going through the whole treatment process again.
The thing that's upsetting me about this now is that he seems to have lost his fight. It seems like he's just sick of it all and could easily just give up.
I am upset and concerned that he's not going to beat things mentally.
Anyway, I'd be a lot more upset if I were the one with the cancer, but watching people around me having to fight it is upsetting. It's upsetting because there's not really a lot I can do, and that's the part that hurts the most.
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