So, I’ve debated posting this for a few days, but after coming home to find my wife in tears, I realized that I need to vent/talk to someone other than her.
First, the ‘vent’ portion:
Long story short, I have a chronic ailment that places me at an unusually high risk for a very nasty cancer. Because of this, I have yearly biopsies, the most recent of which was flagged for dysplasia. This triggers a second biopsy, more surveillance, and likely (once the grade is determined), some tough conversations regarding preventively cutting or burning out parts of me. All of this is in the name of preventing the onset of a cancer with a laughably-low survival rate (that is currently killing my uncle).
There was an insurance snafu earlier this year—they denied my most recent surveillance and we had to appeal—and for a brief moment I thought, “maybe the insurance is right; maybe we don’t need to worry about this.”
Well, I’m glad we fought the insurance company, but the big takeaway here is that my condition has progressed past the point of simply being a passing concern. From here on out, I’m going to have to deal with this in six-month cycles for the rest of my life.
I’m about to turn 42, and I consider myself incredibly lucky. I have no regrets. I don’t have a bucket list. I simply want to keep doing what I’m doing—I like my job, I love my family, and heaven to me is waking up tomorrow and having breakfast with my wife and kids.
If not for my soon-to-be-one-year-old-son, I’m not sure I’d be worrying all that much. That said, odds are I’m going to be dealing with an ongoing medical situation during my son’s formative years, and that thought is driving me crazy.
So all of this begs the question, anyone else dealt with or dealing with a serious personal health situation?
I’m not looking for platitudes or well-wishes—those of you who know me know that I’m as pragmatic as they come. The score is the score. I’m not dying, but I am aware of that which is probably going to kill me.
That said, I do find a strange sense of comfort in knowing that I’m far from alone. Whenever I’m dealing with something heavy, I like to bounce it off of others. In this case, however, I have no interest in needlessly stressing out my loved ones (hence my wife’s tears).
For that reason, I’d like to hear from anyone with a similar situation who’s comfortable with sharing in the hopes that this thread can be a place for us to discuss, vent, and educate.
Thanks in advance to anyone who's read this and/or responds.
James