Cancer: Life and Death
Life changes everyday. One does not know what surprises tommorrow will bring in. We should be prepared for these changes.
I too used to be free minded, with devil may care attitude to a certain extent. As a profesional pilot, we were groomed with that attitude, cos anyday could be your last one. I never ever believed that something like that could happen to me, ever. Only till recently.
Now I know I am vulnerable, that each day of happy and disease-free life is a precious gift from the god almighty. Every day on this earth is an illusion. Every possession of ours is futile, ecxept our karmas. Every fight and quarrel we engage in is waste of time on this wonderful earth, no one can ever emerge a victor here. And one day we shall all go, we have to.
The changed circumstances be attributed to a recent development. My dad, who had valiantly overcome prostate cancer and coronary arterial disease during past one year to an extent that we felt elated of having circumvented the two major killers, suffered jaundice recently and it turned out that the cancer that we thought was defeated, had spread its vicious tentacles to other organs including liver, pancreas, lungs and even brain.
For the first time, a patient from our home returned from the hospital without getting treated, with no further scope for treatment, and with an imminent end in sight. Life (and death) suddenly became a matter of time, and each passing day an eye opener.
The same man with whom I walked with my head held high, happy to hold his finger, most secure in his laps is now left with "a matter of time".
God be with him in his difficult days, and give us the strength needed to help him pass his remaining days peacefully, palliative care as they call. And lets pray to god that no one ever faces this situation, the pain, the discomfort and the indignity of fighting a losing battle and an imminent death if i may call so. The helplessness, the sadness and the urge to cry out loudly aginst him above and the irony of having to hide these feelings lest it may seem inappropriate. The realisation of how fragile this life is, and how fast things can change in life to reach a situation where we find ourselves cornered, with no way out.
I agree now that the only permanent thing in life is change. I am changing everyday. Its not pleasant, but we have less choice than we think.
I too used to be free minded, with devil may care attitude to a certain extent. As a profesional pilot, we were groomed with that attitude, cos anyday could be your last one. I never ever believed that something like that could happen to me, ever. Only till recently.
Now I know I am vulnerable, that each day of happy and disease-free life is a precious gift from the god almighty. Every day on this earth is an illusion. Every possession of ours is futile, ecxept our karmas. Every fight and quarrel we engage in is waste of time on this wonderful earth, no one can ever emerge a victor here. And one day we shall all go, we have to.
The changed circumstances be attributed to a recent development. My dad, who had valiantly overcome prostate cancer and coronary arterial disease during past one year to an extent that we felt elated of having circumvented the two major killers, suffered jaundice recently and it turned out that the cancer that we thought was defeated, had spread its vicious tentacles to other organs including liver, pancreas, lungs and even brain.
The sun sets to rise again elsewhere
For the first time, a patient from our home returned from the hospital without getting treated, with no further scope for treatment, and with an imminent end in sight. Life (and death) suddenly became a matter of time, and each passing day an eye opener.
The same man with whom I walked with my head held high, happy to hold his finger, most secure in his laps is now left with "a matter of time".
God be with him in his difficult days, and give us the strength needed to help him pass his remaining days peacefully, palliative care as they call. And lets pray to god that no one ever faces this situation, the pain, the discomfort and the indignity of fighting a losing battle and an imminent death if i may call so. The helplessness, the sadness and the urge to cry out loudly aginst him above and the irony of having to hide these feelings lest it may seem inappropriate. The realisation of how fragile this life is, and how fast things can change in life to reach a situation where we find ourselves cornered, with no way out.
I agree now that the only permanent thing in life is change. I am changing everyday. Its not pleasant, but we have less choice than we think.
