With my Pilonidal Cyst surgery behind me, (Just realized how that sounds) I learned an important lesson on Caregivers. Since my diagnosis, I have been very concerned about how I will be dealing with my illness. I cannot tell you all the time I have lamented about how my life was forever changed by CLL. How am I going to get through this? I - I - I - I.
After my surgery, I have been (and still am) unable to do all the things I normally do. Yet, each day, my children get their breakfast, their lunch packed and get shuttled back and forth to school and to a wide range of activities without missing a beat. Dinner is made each night, laundry is done and my kids get to bed semi timely.
My wound care is done twice a day, I am lovingly nagged to eat enough to heal and when I get a chill, a blanket magically appears to cover me. Depending on my pain level, these niceties have been met with a range of emotions — a gruff Thanks, a series of complaints or very “colorful” language. Yet my Husband never once complains. Not once.
I see so many parallels between this and the CLL diagnosis. People always ask me how I am doing, how I am coping, or offer to do things to help me. I cannot honestly say that anyone has asked those questions or made those offers to my husband.
Don’t get me wrong, I do not think anyone does this, including myself, with any malice. I think we just try to make it easier on the patient. I think it is high time that we recognize the importance of caring for the caregiver.
As Thanksgiving in America fast approaches, I want to say how truly grateful I am for the caregivers. From this day forward, my husband is now elevated to the status of partner in illness, who happens to provide excellent care.
When you are listing everything that you are grateful for, I encourage you to put them at the top of the list. Maybe it isn’t your spouse, maybe it is your child or cousin or friend or neighbor.
Wishing you all a blessed and wonderful Thanksgiving!
Forever Grateful,
Sandy