It’s hard for me to write this post because it involves the personal life of someone whose privacy I want to protect. I’ve been trying to write around the details for the last half-hour. Rather than attempt a detailed account, I will just say this:
In the interest of helping a loved one who has been strong and in control since birth, but recently hobbled by a painful loss, I ventured into nearly unknown territory where I wasn’t really welcome. Talking about the pain, acknowledging the effect it is having, is taboo. But I did it anyway. I said, this is very hard and maybe always will be, but there are ways to make it at least somewhat bearable. There are doctors and medicine. There are others in similar situations whose support can help. You could try to let go of the idea that this is a
prison sentence without parole. You could allow yourself to be helped.
I was told that there may be a doctor’s visit in the near future. It was only a maybe, but still, that’s something.