This weekend, I'm going to a conference in Boston for young adult cancer survivors. Haven't been to Boston in years...really looking forward to it!
Actually, I was on the fence about going. It's 2.5 hours of travel each way... is it worth it? Is being with other young adults with cancer that important to me? Then, I had this interaction with another radiation patient yesterday... she's maybe in her early 70s. I said hi to her as she came out of the radiation room, and she said hi back, and I asked how many treatments she has left. Just a few, she told me, then grasped my arm and launched in with:
"You just started, didn't you? I'm so sorry, honey! You're so young! How old ARE you? 31? You don't look that old! Oh, you shouldn't be here! I'm so sorry. I'll pray for you. You're a good little girl!"
I went home and registered for the conference!!!!