I have been writing this post for over a week and when I first started, I had entitled Sometimes Life Sucks. It’s post about how some people in my life were having a rough time in their lives. No matter how many times I have written this post it just doesn't come out right. I figured I would just brain dump instead.
Thursday, 9 May 2013
Dealing with bad news
I have received two lots of bad news about people I care about in the last week or so and it made me so incredibly sad. A good friend has been diagnosed with breast cancer. I can only imagine how it feels, one day life is your normal and the next you are being sent off for tests. You have to decide when to tell your children, your extended family and your friends. Would you tell them before you know? Or wait until you know and are trying to pick yourself up from the floor and adjust to the news yourself. My friend will be having surgery in the next little while. I hope that the surgery goes well and that the treatment afterward doesn’t knock her around too much.
Breast cancer has been in the news a lot lately mainly because of preventative mastectomies. I know that my friend and Ms Jolie will be linked in my mind. I’m not sure what my friend would think about that but I’m hoping she won’t mind.
The second piece of news was from my extended family. You may remember that I shaved my head a few years back after going multi-coloured for a few weeks to raise money for the Leukaemia Foundation. Boy Child had his legs waxed and head shaved at school this year to support the same cause. Leukaemia (and other blood cancers) have touched our family and it is a cause that I like to support.
A few years ago, a little girl (she was under 1) in our extended family was diagnosed with Leukaemia. Despite fighting for about half of her life, she lost her battle. Earlier this year we were very happy to hear that her mum was pregnant with twins. Nearing the end of the second trimester, the news is that one has passed away. I know the twins identical so I'm not sure how that affects the surviving one. I'm also not really sure what happens now. I worry about how the family will be able to deal with the loss of another child and wondering why bad things happen to good people.
I’m hoping the next things I hear are good news. I don’t like bad news weeks!