Andrew, who began this thread, sadly died in September 2008, but his friends wished that his thread remain open in his memory, particularly to promote Andrew's idea of 'dancing away cancer' each Friday at 3pm. Please feel free to post your dance tunes every Friday in his memory.
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Hello everyone,
this is my topic to start and its a question that has been burning around the back of my mind for the last few days.
I always thought that having a small group of very close friends was enough for anyone, ok you always have work colleagues and other acquaintances but the main group of my friends has remained within a steady little group of five people for nigh on the last twenty years. We have shared almost, if not all, of what life can show you over that period and nothing has every served to tear us very far apart for long.
There have always times when partners/other friends/own family have been more important to us and always been times when we are more important to each other and perhaps have taken some of this for granted and assumed that it will always be thus. I have reached the opinion that I have for certain.
Then you get cancer! Things change I suppose but I have cancer and all of a sudden things are important to me that weren't before and they have an impact on others which were not anticipated.
First I need to say that my friends have been great through this initial part of my illness and there is nothing to say that this position is going to change immediately - rather its me that seems to be changing and not them. I am having doubts about my ability to cope with what is happening to me and what may happen in the immediate future, I am doubting my friends willingness to hear what I have to say when they ask that questions each day "How are you?", I don't want to say "OK thanks" each time when I am not OK,
I want to say "it bloody hurts" and "I don't feel well at all" and "I think its really unfair that I have this disease and you don't" (that one really stings in your head and even if its not at all true, sometimes you can't help yourself thinking it even fleetingly).
Then after that I get guilty about having the disease and having those bad thoughts that seem to go along with it all. I keep thinking that I am asking too much of them now in terms of emotional and physical help and what if their well runs dry later when I need them even more than I do now and they have nothing left to give me. Then I think that that is a really selfish "me, me me" attitude to have and that gets me really down - can you be guilty about a guilty thought which in itself is only a selfish thought about feeling guilty - just how big a knot is that one to unravel.
Anyway before I drive all away completely with this "hymn to the depressed" that brings around the original thought I had;
- can you use up and wear out your friends and family with this thing before you need them most?
Thanks for reading (if you managed to get through the dirge without laughing too much) and any thoughts are appreciated.
Cheers
Andrew
Sometimes life's so good that I have to remind myself that I'm dying; but then again aren't we all............
My era but I like Bette Midler's cover a lot better; unfortunatley it's not on youtube, and Shaky's diction isn't too clear to hear the words properly Love and light to one and all David[x}
Hi David
I like your choice of song for today. I guess it is meaningful for you? I am having a bad day today but was just coming home and Elron Johns Yellow Brick Road was playing '... I guess my futre lies beyond the yellowbrick road...'. Never particularily been an Elton fan but both my songs so far have featured Elton.
Hope you have a good day tomorrow.
x
Hi Hopekj,
Just had to reply to your post where you mentioned that you're ok until someone is nice to you. I've not come across anyone else saying that before, but I felt so much the same way. Odd way to cope isn't it?
Once one of the nurses at the hospice said that it must be difficult for me, and that was it! An hour in a side room with hankies and cups of tea!
I hope that your bad days are fewer.
love, Anne.x
Hi there everyone
My song today is hold my hand by michael jackson well i think thats all for this week so stay safe
much love liz xxxxxxx
It's 'dance the c**p out of cancer' day again........How the days pass by!!!!! Where does the time go???
My song choice may seem a bit strange given my family circumstances just now......but I've been doing a lot of thinking and remembering whilst Dad has been so poorly.........and one song always brings the most happy memories of Dad (well apart from his love of Jim Reeves)........my song for today just has to be...................Harry Belafonte singing 'There's a hole in my bucket'. We used to walk for miles and miles singing that song.............it always brings a smile to my face...........
Morning Liz
Lovely to see you here......How are you doing?? P/M me if you prefer to........
Love and a gentle (((hug)))
Dot xxxxxxxxxxxx
Hi Everyone
Dottee, I just have to go along with your choice today as your post brought back so many memories of my own dad. We used to sing that song together when I was a little girl, and it was a bit of a party piece at family get-togethers, along with another song he taught me when I was younger still – ‘Oh, My Papa, To Me You Are So Wonderful’ Lol. He died of cancer just a few days before my 18th birthday and I still think of him almost every day.
So, I’m going to sing along to There’s A Hole In My Bucket by Harry Belafonte & Odetta.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElLpKewnxp4
Have a good weekend everyone.
Love and Hugs
Crystal xx
Hi Crystal
Your second choice 'Oh my Papa' was also a favourite....I remember listening to Eddie Calvert playing it on the radio (sorry - 'wireless' as it was then!!)
So sorry that he is not there to sing with you any more............
Love and ((((hugs))))
Dot xxxxxxxxxx
Good Morning Everyone,
I had no particular song in mind for today, so having read all your posts, I'm going to stick with the emerging theme and contribute a song that reminds me of my father and childhood. He had two records that feature uppermost in my memory; Night on Bare Mountain, (or is it bear??), Mussorgsky (sp?) I think, and the infinitley more fun Flanders and Swann.
Bearing in mind that Dance The Crap out of Cancer is supposed to be joyful, my choice of song is The Hippopotamus Song, Flanders and Swann. Mud, mud, glorious mud......
Have a lovely weekend everyone,
Love, Anne.x
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