You know, Katherine, it's an interesting problem. You probably read my story on the other post about my daughter losing a friend once her Dad was diagnosed with cancer - so unexpected! I actually expected friends to avoid us for various reasons as I described on the other post - mostly due to their own fears of mortality, or saying the wrong thing, or whatever. Our experience was quite the opposite and I have to say - as horrible as this is going to sound - almost as bad.
Friends and family called every day, they emailed, they sent cards, sent gifts, they even showed up at the door unannouced. We were absolutely showered with care and affection beyond our wildest dreams. My husband had 6 chemo treatments - 2 days in a row, 3 weeks apart. Every chemo treatment was like a party. Sisters, nieces, nephews, brothers, and of course our own children sat with us during the day long treatments. Scrapbooks were prepared for us. Flowers arrived weekly. Dinner was prepared, cookies were baked and delivered. My friends insisted they take me out for drinks, for lunch, for dinner, just for coffee, so I could "relax". We have never had so much attention poured on us in our entire lives. And I thought I might lose my mind. In fact, for one lone day, I think I did. I could not stand all of this activity, all of these people calling and showing up unannouced. One day I totally lost it.
Don't get me wrong. I cannot express how much I appreciate the fact that we are so loved and we were surrounded by love from so many. I actually believe the support my husband received contributed positively to his quick healing and relatively easy tolerance of the very difficult treatment. But ~ with all that said ~ OMG we just needed to be left alone!!! We came to cringe every time the phone rang. Repeated visits from friends and relatives became a source of dread ~ not pleasure. We found ourselves secretly hoping that the phone would not ring, that no one would show up with dinner and to check on us tonight. Writing this to you now I feel the same thing I felt then ~ the need to scream "LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!"
So ~ the question is, what is the balance? And why does it always seem to be an extreme? Either people experience what you do and what others have talked about here ~ the absence of friends and support. I wonder if anyone else experienced what we did ~ the feeling of "we love you, we SO MUCH appreciate your support, but can we please have just a minute of our normal life back? Can we please just have a minute alone?"
I am interested to hear your thoughts ~
Much love ~ GDW