Dismissing or minimizing patients' doubts and worries can make them feel worse.
Please don’t tell me
you know I’ll be fine.
Wishing isn’t knowing.
The journey is mine.
Words, though meant to console,
pierce my heart, dull my mind
while soothing the source’s
emotional bind.
I can’t know for sure
what others may feel.
Their calm may be earnest,
their confidence real.
My speech is halting.
My joking feels lame.
Emotions collide,
camouflage the brain.
Restless, unsure
and numbingly slow,
my thoughts drift along
with my old self in tow.
The healing takes time,
a new normal I’m told.
The new part makes sense.
When does normal take hold?
Wishing isn’t knowing.
The journey is mine.
Please don’t tell me
you know I’ll be fine.
Cannabis Talks During Cancer, Cardiometabolic Comorbidities and Current Research
March 4th 2024In addition to a breakthrough therapy designation for a lung cancer drug, this week we’ll be talking a lot about additional side effects and health conditions that may come with a cancer diagnosis, and how to manage them.
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