Today is my 17th diagnosiversary. I was diagnosed with Follicular Lymphoma 17 years ago today.
This is also the 15th anniversary of my first Rituxan treatment. (I haven't needed treatment since I finished the 6th round of that Rituxan.)
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I always take this day as a time for reflection. Some years, I start thinking several months in advance about what I want to write for a diagnosiversary post. Sometimes I don't get much inspiration until the day is almost here.
I tossed around lots of ideas over the last couple of months, but none of them really felt right. You all came very close to getting a long meditation on the Pink Floyd song "Wish You Were Here." (That idea was inspired by this video.) It would have been interesting, but as I was thinking it through, it was moving toward the negative.
And, weirdly, I find that I have been doing that a lot lately. It's weird because I am mostly a very positive person. I haven't written anything for Blood-Cancer.com in a long time, even though I've started four or five pieces. But then I found that what I was writing was too negative. And as I said, I find that a little weird. I should be much more positive when I write about cancer. In terms of my cancer-related health, I'm doing really well. My 17 years out from diagnosis is fantastic. No complaints there.
I think, being so far from diagnosis, it's easy to be critical. It's kind of like being a fan of a favorite sports team for a very long time. Praising what is going well is too easy. It's almost like being a "super fan" means you can (and should?) criticize very specific things. All of the new fans and bandwagon jumpers don't know enough to be critical, so they are overly excited and positive. The true fans can say "Yeah, but..." and tear into the coach or the quarterback or the goalkeeper.
So after 17 years, I guess I'm a Follicular Lymphoma Super Fan?
That doesn't sound right.
I'm going to stick with "Cancer Nerd."
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So over the last few weeks, I have forced myself to stop thinking about Follicular Lymphoma, and my experience with it, in negative, critical ways. (I tried to get all of that out of my system with my year-end predictions post.)
I still wasn't sure about what I was going to write, though. But then a few weeks ago, I heard someone speak about Hope. And the more I listened to them, the more I realized that they were saying things about Hope that I hadn't really thought about before.
And I think about Hope a lot. I even wrote a column for Lymphoma News Today for about a year called Things That Give Me Hope. (For some reason it was easier for me to be positive in 2018 and 2019.) So I want to focus this Diagnosiversary post on Hope, and some of the ways that speaker got me to think about it in different ways. They are good reminders for those of us who have been diagnosed with cancer.
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"Hope is Swimming Against the Current." The first thing that the speaker said that really caught my attention was this: Hope is about swimming against the current. This one is, in a way, a little bit negative, because it kind of puts the emphasis on the bad things that are happening. By definition, Hope is about wanting things to be different than they are, especially in ways that are very difficult to change. And if you've ever swum in the ocean when the tide is coming in, you know what kind of effort is required to swim against the tide. It's a little bit negative because it emphasizes that, when we are relying on Hope, it means that the evidence is against the thing we want to happen. Swimming against the current implies that everything is moving in the wrong direction for us.
This phrase, though, also reminds me of one of my favorite songs: "Swim" by the band Jack's Mannequin. You can find the lyrics in the "About" section of the linked video, in case you need to translate. I first heard this song when one of my brothers-in-law sent it to me. The singer and song writer, Andrew McMahon, is a blood cancer survivor. He was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia (ALL) while the band was touring, and he went through chemotherapy, radiation, and a stem cell transplant. The song is about his experience, and the people in the video are his friends and family. A few months after I had heard it, I was invited to the HealthEVoices conference, and all of the participants put together a Spotify playlist of our favorite songs. I, and another health advocate, both offered "Swim." (I can't find the HealthEVoices playlist on Spotify, but if any of you want to do some deep digging, send me a link if you find it.)
So while the idea of swimming against the current isn't new for me, what is new is the idea that Hope is all about that.
I think my point here is probably better explained in the second thing that I got from that speaker.
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"Hope is Something We Work At, Not Wait For." Swimming against the current takes some work -- sometimes some very hard work. It's not a passive activity. And Hope is too often taken to be a feeling, rather than an action. But real Hope requires doing something.
I think this is why so many FL patients get caught up in "quick fixes." I still see lots of posts online, in the various cancer and lymphoma discussion boards I am on, where patients are asking things like "What's the best diet to have a long remission?" I don't think there is one -- I had greasy pizza for dinner last week, and I regularly eat things that are "bad" for me, and I've been doing that for 17 years because it makes me happy. But that's another subject for another post.
My point is, Hope comes from doing something, from taking action, even if it's a misguided action. Not taking action and and expecting a different outcome isn't Hoping, it's Wishing. That's different. It's passive.
Hope comes from doing something to make things different. We can't necessarily change the current, but we can get stronger to make the swimming easier. We can change our diet (and be realistic about how it affects our disease). We can move our bodies more and try to be healthier for when our bodies might need some strength. We can watch and wait -- not just wait, which is passive, but watch, which is active.
For me, learning about my disease, and writing about it, has always been an act of Hope. I want to know what might come next. I can't really control the current -- what my cancer cells will do. But I can control the swimming -- what decisions I have to make when the time comes, and I can do it fully informed. I know what's available for treatment. I'm not going to just Wish. I'm going to Hope, and know that I've done what I can to affect the outcome.
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"Hope for the Long Haul Requires Community." This is the point from that speech that might have affected me most, because it's the one that I didn't realize was true. Hope is hard when you're the only one doing the Hoping. It's a whole lot easier when there are others with you, especially if you need Hope for a long time, like we do.
If I'm going to stick with the swimming idea, I'd imagine a whole lot of people swimming together against the tide, all going in the same direction. Some of them are going to be pushed back into you as the waves come in. But some of them are going to break the waves in front of you and make your path a little easier. And we'll swim out to the front of the pack and be the one breaking the waves sometimes, getting a face full of water.
I can picture that in my head, even if you can't. The point is, Hope is easier in a group because we can see each other's successes, and share each other's burdens. I remember long ago, maybe when I had hit 5 years out from my diagnosis, not wanting to share that milestone in an online group. There happened to be lots of people struggling at the time. Some of them were struggling emotionally, coming off the holiday season and having a tough time with that. Some were struggling physically, newly diagnosed and going through aggressive treatment. I didn't want to jump in and share my happy news. That just didn't seem right. But then someone else did just that, and it actually lifted up the people who were struggling. So I shared my own good news, and it didn't drag people down, as I had feared. It lifted them up. Someone told me, "I have days when I'm not sure I'll make it six months. But now I see that 5 years is possible, and gives me so much strength!"
But you can't get that from swimming alone. That kind of Hope only comes from community. It lets you see the possibilities. It gives you something to work toward.
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I hope this blog provides that kind of community for you. I hope you're finding other communities, too, in person or online, with family and friends or with other patients.
And I hope my writing about Hope gives you reason to be Hopeful.
Mostly, my wish for you is that you find ways to work toward Hope, and you get the chance to do it for many, many years. I plan to keep writing for another 17 years, at least. I want you all to be here with me.
As always, I am grateful to have such wonderful readers. Thank you, and stay well.