Saturday, November 3, 2012

Home-Field Advantage

I met up with some old coaching buddies last night. Over the course of a couple beers, we caught up on kids, life, and of course health. Talking about treatment has become easier for me as I move through it; it's now a part of my routine, like commuting,  working, and soccer practice. I look forward to the days when it's no longer part of my routine. But while it is, I continue to be not necessarily shocked or amazed, but pleasantly suprrised at the acts of kindness and support from people near and far -- like the cookies a friend dropped off last night, or the emails from people with whom I haven't spoken in more than 5 years, or 10 years.

Sometimes it's almost embarrassing to accept the amount of support I feel, but more often it feels like I have a whole stadium of people on my side. In the debate about "battle" imagery in describing the "fight" against cancer, I've heard some people object to its use for fear of making patients feel like they've let their friends and family -- and their care team -- down if they don't respond well to a treatment. As if the poor response is some fault of their own.  I get that, but when I think about the encouragement, prayers and postive energy I've experienced, I can't help but think of it metaphorically as a battle, or a tough sports match, and importantly, one where I have the home-field advantage. 

Next kick-off is Thursday about 11:30.