tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782551808324372235.post3662299925861674916..comments2024-03-12T10:20:01.684+02:00Comments on Coffee and Chemo: Not NormalRivkA with a capital Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09411034058195730044noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782551808324372235.post-87387484934794473832008-12-24T21:58:00.000+02:002008-12-24T21:58:00.000+02:00Sarah & Baila -- you got it. it's a stran...Sarah & Baila -- you got it. it's a strange phenomena -- telling people who really have no need to know. We ALL do it. (this topic came up in my last support group and we ALL had stories to share...)<BR/><BR/><BR/>Anon -- that is one thing I have learned from this whole experience; we never know what is really going on with another person.RivkA with a capital Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09411034058195730044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782551808324372235.post-61126307941688699912008-12-23T22:51:00.000+02:002008-12-23T22:51:00.000+02:00I completely understand you and applaud you for st...I completely understand you and applaud you for standing 3 hours and acting normal (which I'm sure was a big struggle). Your post got me thinking about how important it is to judge others favorably since we often have no idea what is going on in each person's personal life. Many people suffer inside with all their pain and troubles, while they put on a happy facade. But if we really knew what others were dealing with, I think we'd live in a much kinder and sympathetic world.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782551808324372235.post-61170567014352145892008-12-23T17:49:00.000+02:002008-12-23T17:49:00.000+02:00I once told a complete stranger on the NYC subway ...I once told a complete stranger on the NYC subway that I was headed uptown to my radiation appointment. Just blurted it out. I think I wanted someone to know that while I looked normal on that train, I was SUFFERING. The guy was appropriately sympathatic, just what I needed for that pity-me moment. But I still stood the whole way.Bailahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14115498582378133552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782551808324372235.post-73757793571469414302008-12-23T16:48:00.000+02:002008-12-23T16:48:00.000+02:00I understand what you mean here. It is hard to pre...I understand what you mean here. It is hard to pretend to be like a "normal" person when what defines you (in your own eyes) isn't like everyone else. I find myself sometimes also telling strangers (today, for example, the dental hygienist) about being an NF survivor. In fact, it feels like I am pretending when I don't tell someone about it. It is hard to contain such a huge thing. It's normal for you to have blurted it out after a day like that, shock value and all. Living with cancer is in every aspect of your life. You aren't crazy to need that recognition after a day of trying to be 'normal'. Having said that, I say a big kol hakavod for sticking it out as you did! Now I hope you can rest a bit from all that. :-)<BR/><BR/>SarahAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com