Question for those of you who have survived your dire diagnosis and subsequent treatments (and maybe even consider yourselves cured) how did you deal with it when the people around you who were your usual support system gave up on you?
I'm asking because at age 74, with stage IV adenocarcinoma of the pancreas with metastases, I am feeling as if everyone around me has mentally given me up.
My oncologist has made the point of making sure I know that what he has to offer is considered palliative even as he is about to start me on a second different Chemo regimen.
My long-time body worker worries that I am not strong enough to survive another onslaught of a different batch of Chemo poisons.
My brother also seems to be abandoning his optimism about my prospects.
I know, from reading posts here, that faith in a higher power has been important to many. This has not been a part of my healthy life, and is proving challenging, although I do pray daily for a "miracle."