Topic: An observation, and a little unloading
After reading a post from a member about their feelings on other members' "assistance" I feel the urge to write this.
I became a moderator not because I wanted to, but because I was asked to. I try to help others based on my experience, and things I have read. I WANT to help. Most of us have received our minor in the medical field (haha) because of our journeys, or those of of our loved ones. I know that I would be happier not knowing most of what I've learned in the past 3 years. Portal vein, hepatic lobe, embolization, adenopathy, and the real stinker: CHOLANGIOCARCINOMA are words I would much rather not know.
I cry every day. I cry when I read the story of the woman who had a pain and had to get a stent. I cry when I read about the man who only lasted 14 months from diagnosis. I cry when I read about successful resections and transplants. I cry when I read of the 17 year survivor. I cry. For me, for you, for all of us.
And then I keep going. I read many posts through a river of tears, and if I can, I respond, in order to help someone else who is scared, nervous, looking for answers.
Most of us do not have medical backgrounds. We are here to help. Many of us have lost loved ones, but are still here. Wanting to help. I apologize that I can't help everyone. But I just can't. Sometimes it's because I have no knowledge about their question. Other times it's because I just don't know what to say.
God bless each and every one of us. I pray for a cure for us all.
"Don't just have minutes in the day; have moments in time."
Any opinions I give are based on personal experiences, and are not based on medical knowledge. I strongly suggest receiving medical care and opinions.