Facing a serious illness is not just about helping a loved one through a difficult and uncertain time, and surviving a life-threatening illness is not about making through any way you can. It's about making it through the best way you can. Subsequently, the importance of spiritual care for the patient and the importance of spiritual care for the caregivers are essential.
The book is written by Pamela Tucker Burton, an ordinary person who experienced the death of four family members, she shares her experiences and how a family stay positive, when they faced a deadly disease. In Pamela’s family were no cancer survivors, there were no encouraging sentiments to alleviate their pain. For a family ...view middle of the document...
When somebody you loved has cancer, it is a tough process, because a normal response for those caregivers is to invest their impressions and their needs aside and focused on the loved one and their future and the potential demise of a loved one.
I took the book “Still Standing” because in some ways I identified my family history with the authors had with cancer. All the same, in my post, I didn’t reach for God, we sustained the same funding and dedication to our family members, and even we are a Catholic family it was hard to simply pray and wait for God’s will. There are few things in life as painful as watching someone you love suffer. For cancer patients, diagnosis and treatment can be a lonely, exhausting journey. No matter how great the people around you are, they cannot alleviate the pain and emotional distress of knowing that someone you loved is going to die.
My experience as a Cancer caregiver started when my mom called me in 2012 letting me know that my aunt has been diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer, and it spread all over her body and main organs. She was my favorite aunt, the youngest of 13 siblings, she was funny, smart, and a natural entrepreneur. We were close all my life, she was more than an Auntie to me and my sisters. She was a crucial member in my life, my inspiration, my role model. As far as I remember she was healthy, always trying to eat right and exercise, she never smoked or had an addiction, I though that good people get attached and punished and bad people (who smoke, drug addicts, couch potatoes) stay well, on my mind, I was mad with God, I did not understand how my aunt the one that always looked for me, the one who tried to help other who was a loving member of my family had a terminal illness, it wants fairness, wasn’t right.
She found out about the illness to late, she went to see the doctor for a constant pain she had for several months. After several tests, screenings, and few specialists, the terrible news shocked everyone, she had cancer and had only a few weeks to live. I knew some people battled cancer and survived, but for her it was too late the cancer spreader to all the body. I couldn’t believe that my aunt was in this situation, and never thought that it could happen to someone I loved. As the doctors in Tijuana, told her, it was in the terminal stage and was nothing they can to help her, she could try chemotherapy.
However, she refused to have chemotherapy, instead she made the decision to deal with the pain and die at home. Her children and the whole family were devastated, we did not know what to do and how to help her. For my part, I was in denial, mad, and helpless, I spent many days consoling my mother and telling her that everything was going to be fine, to be strong, but I cannot console myself, I cried alone. Watching someone you love die is hard enough, but thinking that person is also in pain makes it worse. She was having unbearable pain in her final days and for me that was the...