We’ve lost a lot of friends and loved ones to cancer this year.  I can’t help but think about how many of us are walking around hurting because of it.

Cancer is like a hole punch to the heart. 

We do what we can to live with the beast .  As caregivers, we’re on the clock 24/7 trying to stay one step ahead of  the next challenge coming around the bend and if we’re lucky, we manage to stay ahead of it.  Sure it interferes with our normal lives, but once we understand what it will take to make a new normal, we get in a rhythm and adjust.  What else can we do? 

Then cancer changes the new normal and we’re thrown-off our feet.  The  emergency trips to the hospital begin, critical care medicine takes over from the planned treatment protocol. Care giving gets scary because we don’t really know what to do,  now that the “care” part is changing.  We feel our control slipping away and even if we don’t want to admit it, we know our lives are changing too.

That’s when it begins, a tiny little hole opening inside our heart.  It’s the beginning of the final stage of cancer, for the caregiver. 

There’s no repairing it.  We live with it for the rest of our lives.  Cancer’s parting gift.

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