A Burden? Or Just Inconvenient?
It is one of the most discussed topics across the many forums that I participate in, feeling as a burden on family, relationships, and friendships as a result of a diagnosis of a serious illness. Within the family unit, support is expected. In marriage, vows often include the promise, “for better, for worse, in sickness, in health.” Philosophy comes in with the cliche “what doesn’t kill you, makes your stronger,” and religion plays into it as well, “God doesn’t give you more than you can handle.” The fact is, none of this is helpful to the one and only person that is faced with a malady of a chronic or severe illness. It actually makes it worse.
No one volunteers for something bad to happen with their health. Even if we happen to have a lifestyle choice that comes with potential health issues (such as smoking, which I personally do not do), we do not choose to face any serious health issues that may come. What we rely on, is for those around us, to be supportive, empathetic, and to care. We may need to ask for help, assistance, or just an ear. Whether those around us are scared, confused, or just do not know what is happening, it is worse for those of us being right in the middle of a diagnosis or treatment. For those of us dealing with chronic health issues, we want to understand your feelings. And with the help of everyone around us, we hope to overcome the things we each are facing.
All too often, this is not how life plays out. As a thirty-three year survivor of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, I have personally experienced this, and continue to do so to this day, as do many of my fellow survivors. I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s prior to my first marriage. I offered my fiance to back out, that clearly our future would not be the fairy tale she may have dreamt of, but she made the choice to stand by me. I completed part of my treatments prior to our wedding, the rest afterwards. Our honeymoon plans had changed from an elaborate romantic journey, to a four day trip to Virginia Beach. Often times, we were unable to attend parties and other gatherings, because chemo had wiped me out. I was underestimated because I put all efforts into making it into work every day, which I did. Then came the news, that I was left sterile from my chemo, unable to get my wife pregnant.
When my treatments ended, and happily I was declared in remission, I was expected to put cancer behind me, thought of no more, even though I had follow up appointments to attend, they were simply formalities for the next five years, so I was told. The truth was, emotionally, I was struggling with what I had just gone through. Reflecting back, I felt I had basically gone through my battle alone. With the exception of two of the diagnostic surgeries, every appointment and treatment, I did go to alone. While it was her choice, I also felt I was doing my wife a favor, in not forcing her to see what I was going through. But then again, by not having her see what I was going through, might have worked against me, since all I was letting her see, was that I was alright. So when it came to me needing some help, some time, some patience, it felt like I was asking for the world.
My second marriage, I had been in remission from my cancer, over ten years, no longer seeing doctors. Though my second wife was aware of my cancer past, it was no longer a blip on any radar. Eight years into the marriage, the late developing side effects from my treatments began to make themselves known, in a big way, as I had written previously about my first heart surgery. But it was at that moment, as I was dying, I learned she would not be able to deal with not just this particular situation, but subsequent health crisis that would continue to follow after. To her, it was supposed to be, “operation was done, you’re all better, now get back to work.” Only this would play out many times after, all different issues, yet her response would always be the same. Like my first marriage, clearly this was not what she signed up for, regardless of the vows. So of course, second marriage, second divorce, though my health issues were only part of the reason for this divorce.
Just as those who face such an extreme adversity of a severe illness, not by choice, and without any knowledge or training, the same can be said for those around us, thrust into the role of “caregiver” or at the least, someone who might care. Just as someone recently facing a diagnosis is thrown into disruption, so it is likely those around that person. How the caregiver or loved ones respond affects the perception of and by the person actually impacted, the patient.
Burden or inconvenient? According to Merriam-Webster, a “burden” is something that is carried, can be by force, whereas something being inconvenient, is more of an annoyance. Both terms are not positive in connotation, but one is definitely more hurtful to the subject of the label.
Both as a cancer patient and as a long term survivor, there are many times that I have felt that I have been a burden to those around me, simply because when someone wanted me to do something with them, I might not have been feeling up to at the moment, so instead, plans got cancelled. Or perhaps my appearance, or the mere thought that I was in pain or discomfort was too much for someone to handle, instead they would distance themselves from me, so they would not have to feel bad.
It is a totally different thing all together however, for someone to add to that burden, by making us feel worse for something we have no control over, and honestly, given any opportunity, would give anything not to be dealing with it at all. A spouse might be overheard complaining to someone that they are not able to do anything because of their spouse’s health situation. A co-worker might spread negative comments about a cancer patient mustering all they can do, to get through a work day, but the co-worker deems the effort just not enough.
In reality, these types of situations are just inconveniences, and they happen to be temporary. But to see that, is also to accept the situations that way, is only logical, and it lets the patient off the hook. But either feeling as a burden, or made to be one, is more personal, more oppressive, and actually quite harmful, and counter productive to the end goal, remission, survivorship.
As both a cancer patient, and a long term survivor with multiple health issues, I know, and fell confident to speak on behalf of really anyone dealing with a chronic health situation, no one is more inconvenienced, or understands the inconvenience more than the patient themselves. We would give anything not to have to go to frequent doctor appointments, manage constant pain, deal with massive fatigue. This is our burden, not yours. The last thing we want to be, is a burden to those around us. But what those around us actually deal with, is an inconvenience. Inconvenient because someone you had different ideas of how life would be, or plans needing to be adjusted to adapt for a current circumstance.
The thing is, we know what your are going through. We see that you are frustrated. And we truly wish things would be different. But we also do not want to bare any more than we already do as we feel badly enough. If we are lucky, and our burden comes to an end, celebrate those good moments. If our struggles continue, one thing you need to know, we do appreciate your support and standing by us, supporting us, encouraging us. We know you hurt too.
Paul's Heart 