For the majority of my chemo treatments, I drove myself to the hospital and back. Everyone in the family had jobs. I didn’t want to trouble anyone by asking them to take a day off from work to accompany me to the hospital and sit for 4 hours while I received my treatment. It would be boring for them. However, most every other chemo patient in that unit had a friend or family member with them each time. Even if the patient was exhausted and sleeping during their treatment, their friends or family members were sitting there next to them, either reading a book, crocheting, flipping through magazines or playing games on their phones. At lunchtime they’d go to the hospital cafeteria, grab some food and bring it back to eat.
My husband did drive me one or two times and an extended family member accompanied me once. As I said in my last post, I felt very alone through my 7 months of chemo. I guess my advice to you is, ASK PEOPLE FOR HELP. I know some people, no matter how old they are, don’t want to look adversity in the face. Sitting in the middle of the cancer ward, seeing folks going through one of the most miserable times of their life, is not something the average person wants to do. I get it.
The nurses were happy to converse with me as they hooked me up to the intravenous. I never had a problem chatting with the patient sitting next to me. I even engaged their family members in conversation. I always had a bag of things to do to while away the time, and I almost always took a nap. So I did just fine on my own.
Once a week a friend of mine cooked a meal for us and dropped it off at my house. That was a welcome treat. We appreciated that immensely! There are different little things one can do to make life a little easier for the patient and their family. God forbid a friend of mine or a member of my family is stricken with cancer and faces chemotherapy. I will help them as much as I can. I will insist on it.