I just found out that my best friend's husband has melanoma. I knew that he'd had a mole with melanoma and they'd removed it, a large chunk of tissue surrounding it and a lymph node. What I found out minutes ago was that the lymph node has cancer in it. I am so weary of sickness and death. I deal with it every day at work, granted they're "only" animals but still. And now this. I just feel like I can't get a break. Of course this isn't about me at all, this is about him and her and their 3 kids. Crap. I need to be there for them somehow even though they live 3 hours + away. But I'm really afraid that I won't have the emotional reserves.
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Just got the very good news that the cancer hasn't spread past his lymph nodes. From what I understand he's going to have to be hypervigilant for the rest of his life, but he's got a decent chance of many more years.
I'm so happy for them! I guess I've become jaded because I fully expected that the cancer would be everywhere.
What I don't really understand is my reaction to the responses on facebook. They are both people of strong Christian faith as are many of their facebook friends. For some reason it really upset me to read so many "see how our prayers worked" responses when I prayed constantly for my baby and she died anyway. I thought my relationship with God was on the mend but maybe I have more work to do in that area. I haven't cried this hard in a while. Maybe I just need some sleep.