I'm so sad. A girl we met, on our first chemo admission, is at the end of the line. Her tumor won't quit. The writing is on the wall.
This has been a long and painful journey for her family.
And I'm so very mad. Her blog is full of messages to her mother. Her poor mother, who has just been told that her daughter is going to die of this tumor, is getting message after message from people telling her to "keep believing." Keep praying. Keep trying. Don't give up.
I could scream.
As if this woman doesn't have enough on her plate. As if she hasn't hoped, prayed, and believed enough in the last 3 years, through 3 resections, chemo, radiation, chemo again....
Over and over and over again, people say this garbage, all the time. "Prayer really works". "Faith saved my mother's life", not the stent placed to open up her blocked coronary artery. "Jesus can heal any cancer." Without ever thinking, wondering, if the person that is sitting through such nonsense ever lost a parent, a spouse, a child. Ever loved someone, prayed they would make it through that surgery, that MI, that car accident.
The insensitivity amazes me. Spend some time on the pediatric oncology ward, and then run around spouting that crap.
Keep your goddamn magical thinking to yourself. This woman's child is dying. She's about to make the hardest decisions of her life, and she's going to lose the prize no matter what. She needs support.