Too Late To Heal - Time to Die?
There has been a huge increase and demand for healing of late. Our own son in hospital having adverse and severe reactions to medications. A friend's teenage daughter was in a critical , life threatening state in ICU due to sudden onset of sepsis. Another friend's husband has been told he only has six months to live due to aggressive cancer. Yet another friend's daughter rushed to hospital with suspected meningitis. Another child smashed her elbow to pieces. All in the same week.
Such hard questions to answer. Everyone connected have had their emotions wrenched. Hearts have quickened, tears have fallen and stomachs churned. In some cases, parents and others believed their heart would break, their world stopped and overwhelming despair has reigned. It certainly puts things into perspective as the cry for healing is sent out.
The doctors and nurses move into action and the family and friends pray, light candles, and perform their individual healing rituals. What more can we do?
Be there. Support in practical, emotional and spiritual ways. Steve and I know that sometimes the doctors need a helping hand. They come to a point where they assess and feel that they can do no more. No more treatment, no more intervention for cure. Palliative care and end of life care is their only route.
Hopefully, before that point other healing energies have been enlisted to help. For some, as was the case for Steve, they were the last resort. When orthodox medicine draws a blank, calls a halt, says "There is nothing more we can do!" it is often then that people either accept it and inevitability die or they look for alternatives and another way.
They look for something they have missed, have not done, or something new. For some, in desperation they will try anything and everything as they are bombarded with products, plans and well meaning advice. To those faced with the avalanche of helpfulness, I would love to say, "Stop. Take a breath. By all means look at what family and friends recommend, even try some, but at the end of the day the person, who is ill, has to take charge and decide."
Firstly, do what really makes you happy. Enjoy life even if you really do only have a few months left. Secondly, decide if you want to fight the disease raging in your body. If yes, then will need to put on your boxing gloves and focus and fight it every day until you have won or decide to throw in the towel for a positive reason. This does not mean giving up because you think you can't beat it, you think it's impossible or too difficult.
A positive reason could be, for example, when someone decides to accept their approaching death because they feel that they have fulfilled their life's work, they have led a happy life and are ready to move on and/or they know their body will not serve them any longer and it is time.
I have occasionally seen a person make the decision to fight, but it seems it was too late in the sense that the body can only regenerate within the laws of nature. When it gets to a certain point, with some conditions or accidents, maybe the spirit realises that the body is too damaged to repair now, yet ....people said Steve had reached that point (too late) with his torso full of cancers. I have heard of many others who defied the 'too late' diagnosis including recently a terminally ill child with eleven secondary tumours. He has recovered to point that all eleven tumours have now gone and he and the doctors are now working on the primary, which is shrinking.
I would like to highlight an observation I have made through the years. I think shock can also lead to early death with cancer patients. I would like to see more research done in this area. Shock about diagnosis, about the prognosis, shock that their life is to be cut short and they have not achieved all they wanted when they thought they had all the time in the world, shock that they may die before their partner, mother, daughter, brother etc. Shock because they don't know what to do...the freeze, flight or flight response occurs and remains for a prolonged period.
This is why I encourage people to talk about cancer, death and dying as part of normal conversations, not wait until someone close receives that shock diagnosis. On many occasions, I have introduced Steve's story to a new friend or stranger (often wondering how on earth I got onto that topic!) only to discover weeks or months later that same person has been faced with a cancer diagnosis for themselves or a loved one. So many have said they were so pleased that we had that conversation as they recalled Steve's story and, as a result, they did not panic as much - it really helped them cope and respond. I hope it also reduced the paralyzing and more damaging effects of shock. Now that Steve's story has come out in the book 'Nipples to Kneecaps - to die or not to die with cancer' people can refer to it and, hopefully, inspire and help others more easily.