Helena Handbasket wrote:Gosh. I came in here thinking it would be the same arguments and funny quips etc, this forum is therapy for me at the minute, at a particularly shite time, and I'm really sorry to read some of your stories. Charlie like you I'm drinking too much.
Last night I visited my brother, he's got cancer of the bowel and has a tumour in his chest and is lying in hospital waiting to die. Every breath is painful for him and i looked in his eyes and thought, God I hope it comes soon, he's suffering so much. I don't have my mum and dad any more and that was heart breaking, but this is my big brother and i can't get my head round how unfair it is.
So my husband and i got in our car and drove home, had a takeaway and a drink, and all I could think of was him there in that bed and wondered if he is frightened and what's going through his mind.
So I have no fucking clue at the minute what it's all a fucking bout.
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McAz wrote:Some things are incomprehensible from a human perspective - and they can never be otherwise.
We have a neice in her early thirties now riddled with cancer which is not responding to treatment. She has no immediate family of her own so to give some warmth to her life and something to care for her mother got her a puppy. She doted on it, but after 5 months it died of a weak heart. Shit happens eh?
But what possible use is there in dwelling on such things? Pain is part of life and must be endured, but suffering is something we can mitigate by at least trying each day to look at the wonder of existence in equal measure to the horror. Darkness is not bad, it just isn’t light.
Learn to cry out when you must and laugh in the spaces in-between.
HobbitFeet wrote:Helena Handbasket wrote:Gosh. I came in here thinking it would be the same arguments and funny quips etc, this forum is therapy for me at the minute, at a particularly shite time, and I'm really sorry to read some of your stories. Charlie like you I'm drinking too much.
Last night I visited my brother, he's got cancer of the bowel and has a tumour in his chest and is lying in hospital waiting to die. Every breath is painful for him and i looked in his eyes and thought, God I hope it comes soon, he's suffering so much. I don't have my mum and dad any more and that was heart breaking, but this is my big brother and i can't get my head round how unfair it is.
So my husband and i got in our car and drove home, had a takeaway and a drink, and all I could think of was him there in that bed and wondered if he is frightened and what's going through his mind.
So I have no fucking clue at the minute what it's all a fucking bout.
oh I've just seen this
there is nothing I can say that is useful, but please know that I care
Trapper John wrote:Some people think that because of the amazing amounts of accidents and coincidences which had to occur for life to come about on Earth and eventually lead to us, that there must be some grand design and some great architect behind it.
I follow the monkey/typewriter/shakespeare theory though - given an infinite amount of time anything and everything is possible.
Helena Handbasket wrote:Gosh. I came in here thinking it would be the same arguments and funny quips etc, this forum is therapy for me at the minute, at a particularly shite time, and I'm really sorry to read some of your stories. Charlie like you I'm drinking too much.
Last night I visited my brother, he's got cancer of the bowel and has a tumour in his chest and is lying in hospital waiting to die. Every breath is painful for him and i looked in his eyes and thought, God I hope it comes soon, he's suffering so much. I don't have my mum and dad any more and that was heart breaking, but this is my big brother and i can't get my head round how unfair it is.
So my husband and i got in our car and drove home, had a takeaway and a drink, and all I could think of was him there in that bed and wondered if he is frightened and what's going through his mind.
So I have no fucking clue at the minute what it's all a fucking bout.
McAz wrote:Some things are incomprehensible from a human perspective - and they can never be otherwise.
We have a neice in her early thirties now riddled with cancer which is not responding to treatment. She has no immediate family of her own so to give some warmth to her life and something to care for her mother got her a puppy. She doted on it, but after 5 months it died of a weak heart. Shit happens eh?
But what possible use is there in dwelling on such things? Pain is part of life and must be endured, but suffering is something we can mitigate by at least trying each day to look at the wonder of existence in equal measure to the horror. Darkness is not bad, it just isn’t light.
Learn to cry out when you must and laugh in the spaces in-between.
Vam wrote:Helena Handbasket wrote:Gosh. I came in here thinking it would be the same arguments and funny quips etc, this forum is therapy for me at the minute, at a particularly shite time, and I'm really sorry to read some of your stories. Charlie like you I'm drinking too much.
Last night I visited my brother, he's got cancer of the bowel and has a tumour in his chest and is lying in hospital waiting to die. Every breath is painful for him and i looked in his eyes and thought, God I hope it comes soon, he's suffering so much. I don't have my mum and dad any more and that was heart breaking, but this is my big brother and i can't get my head round how unfair it is.
So my husband and i got in our car and drove home, had a takeaway and a drink, and all I could think of was him there in that bed and wondered if he is frightened and what's going through his mind.
So I have no fucking clue at the minute what it's all a fucking bout.
I'm not posting to you because it makes me look good and caring and stuff.
I'm posting to you because I hear you, and can relate to the despair and sense of utter helplessness you're feeling. You're wishing you could just magic away your brother's suffering.
I'm so sorry to see what I know you're going through.
Helena Handbasket wrote:McAz wrote:Some things are incomprehensible from a human perspective - and they can never be otherwise.
We have a neice in her early thirties now riddled with cancer which is not responding to treatment. She has no immediate family of her own so to give some warmth to her life and something to care for her mother got her a puppy. She doted on it, but after 5 months it died of a weak heart. Shit happens eh?
But what possible use is there in dwelling on such things? Pain is part of life and must be endured, but suffering is something we can mitigate by at least trying each day to look at the wonder of existence in equal measure to the horror. Darkness is not bad, it just isn’t light.
Learn to cry out when you must and laugh in the spaces in-between.
So sorry about your neice McAz x
That's such a great post you made, and so true, in the middle of it all last night my husband and brother were having an argument about football, husband is Arsenal brother is Spurs, it was funny watching them, he was waving his arms and getting very passionate about it !
I second this. Because there isn't all that much anyone on here can say, beyond wishing someone well and all the best.Keyser wrote:Charlie, Helena and everyone else who is going through a really tough time on this thread I just wanted to pop on here and wish you all the very best. X
Helena Handbasket wrote:Gosh. I came in here thinking it would be the same arguments and funny quips etc, this forum is therapy for me at the minute, at a particularly shite time, and I'm really sorry to read some of your stories. Charlie like you I'm drinking too much.
Last night I visited my brother, he's got cancer of the bowel and has a tumour in his chest and is lying in hospital waiting to die. Every breath is painful for him and i looked in his eyes and thought, God I hope it comes soon, he's suffering so much. I don't have my mum and dad any more and that was heart breaking, but this is my big brother and i can't get my head round how unfair it is.
So my husband and i got in our car and drove home, had a takeaway and a drink, and all I could think of was him there in that bed and wondered if he is frightened and what's going through his mind.
So I have no fucking clue at the minute what it's all a fucking bout.
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