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betternever2havbeen
Paragon
- Jun 19, 2022
- 932
I carry so much guilt around with me from my dad's death. There were SO many times he was let down by the hospital and doctors. It was up to me to make sure my dad was getting looked after properly. He had stage 4 cancer and it was in his bones and I remember his oncologist wanted him to go on a trial for some new pain management but you had to meet certain criteria and you couldn't be on any strong meds either. He was waiting weeks to go on this trial and kept having tests but couldn't meet all the criteria so he never got to go on it (and if he did he might've only got a placebo anyway so still no meds in that case) it was such a bad idea although I guess my dad did agree initially so I had to respect that. I don't even know if it's ethical for a doctor to leave someone in stage 4 cancer pain with only OTC meds for weeks...I should've challenged the doc and said no he's in too much pain. Eventually the oncologist stopped the trial idea and put him on morphine only because my dad told a nurse how much pain he was in. That's just one of the things I feel guilty about. After my dad died I googled his doc to see if I was just being paranoid and looking for blame but others had said his patient skills were shocking as well. I should've found him someone better. How could I sit by and let all these things happen.
Being the youngest (by a lot) I was still at home and I thought if I stuck around to be there for my family I wouldn't feel any guilt, but I couldn't have been more wrong-what good is it when you happen to be USELESS. I would've felt less guilt moving across the other side of the world and just coming back for funerals, and at least I wouldn't have any horrible images in my head or thinking maybe I made things worse.
I know I'm not the only one to lose a loved one to cancer, or even the only one to have the hospital be borderline negligent but I just can't deal with it. I'm not against therapy but I just don't see how they can help me come to terms with my guilt or accept suffering, I can't do that my brain won't let me. My dad and also my grandad suffered so much (horror stories there as well but less guilt for me since I was only 13) it's just too much to live with. I can't accept suffering, not insane levels of suffering. My life feels like hell.
Being the youngest (by a lot) I was still at home and I thought if I stuck around to be there for my family I wouldn't feel any guilt, but I couldn't have been more wrong-what good is it when you happen to be USELESS. I would've felt less guilt moving across the other side of the world and just coming back for funerals, and at least I wouldn't have any horrible images in my head or thinking maybe I made things worse.
I know I'm not the only one to lose a loved one to cancer, or even the only one to have the hospital be borderline negligent but I just can't deal with it. I'm not against therapy but I just don't see how they can help me come to terms with my guilt or accept suffering, I can't do that my brain won't let me. My dad and also my grandad suffered so much (horror stories there as well but less guilt for me since I was only 13) it's just too much to live with. I can't accept suffering, not insane levels of suffering. My life feels like hell.