Sunday, February 20, 2011

Much, Much Love

It’s time to do chemotherapy again. The chemotherapy programme began with the anti-cancer drug gemcitabine. There are a few other regimes available consisting of two, three, or even four, chemotherapy agents. The side effects - lethargy, occasional low blood counts - were tolerable and self- limiting.

At first when doctor diagnosis that I have cancer, my wife got panic. She always asks over me about my medical treatment, medicine, CT scan. Every single minute she keeps remind me to eat pills sharp on time, eat a lot, don’t do this, don’t do that.

She even wants to be my doctor - formal doctor. I say no. I can’t have someone relate to me to be my doctor. She’s get angry when I didn't tell her the result of CT scan or what I have discussed with my doctor. She’s mad.

Long after that, her actions change. If I said I need to do chemotherapy or radiotherapy, she won’t let me do that. Ironically isn't? From that time, I know I was made mistake. I keep saying that I can go through this pain. I even don’t need her support.

I was wrong. I realize that every time she’s babbling because she loves me. There is no reason - just love. I hate when she starts asking all about my pain. Unhealthy people abhor when you ask them about their tenderness. If you think that question would help them to feel easy, you are totally wrong.

Sayang, you should know why I refuse to talk about my pain all this time. It is because I don’t want you have personally affected. Let say if I’m your patient and you failed to safe my life, would you blame on yourself? I believe yes because I am somebody to you. Doctors are human too. We cannot escape the fact. They are, often, fallible. They become slaves to their minds and sentiments. They feel. They emote.

When you are finally graduated and gain the title of “Dr” in front of your name, you are expected to conduct yourself professionally. Honey, you can't treat me with your medical understanding. You only can treat me with your love and tender. I can’t wait to see you in white coat as a formal doctor - that is my wish, my last wish.

You are Dr [soon]!

Much, Much Love.