What if I Had Never Had Cancer?
“So I'm going to indulge myself, just this once, and stick with that question: what if? If I had never had cancer, who would I be? What would I be doing?”
I had my car in for service this morning, and I was sitting in the waiting room. The TV was on. But I wasn't paying attention until Morgan Freeman came on and started talking about colon cancer. He was urging people to have colonoscopies and said that colon cancer is one of the most treatable cancers, if caught early. Absolutely right.
And that made me think about something that I rarely consider. What if? What if I had gone for a colonoscopy as soon as I realized that it ran in my family? Instead, I waited more than five years.
If I had gone in earlier, instead of seeing the frozen face of my doctor that told me immediately that I had cancer, would he have been smiling? Would he have told me that they found some polyps, but had removed them before they could become malignant?
I usually don't dwell on the past, there's not much reason to. But what if? It's like wondering how your life would be different if you left your house five minutes earlier, or later, today. We make a million different decisions every day, some large, most small. But they all help determine the path we follow. Change one, and who knows how our lives would change? That's long been fodder for science fiction.
So I'm going to indulge myself, just this once, and stick with that question: what if? If I had never had cancer, who would I be? What would I be doing? I certainly wouldn't be writing this blog. I probably wouldn't have spent any time thinking about the things that we talk about here every day, and my life would have been poorer for that. "Who would I be?" is a little tougher to answer.
We often talk about the things we have learned from cancer, the things we have gained. It's always strange to say that there have been benefits, some positive things, but there have been. I am who I am right now, to a large degree, because of my cancer. It's been a high price to pay, no question. But I think that I am a better person than I was. My body may not be all that happy when I say that, but it's true. I am not happy that I have had to go through this, that my friends and family have had to suffer too. But I am grateful for what it has taught me. I really don't know how to reconcile all this. But now I guess I have to decide whether to leave the house now ... or five minutes from now.
5:12 AM ET | 05- 4-2007 | permalink