How many of us go with decisions that have been made that we don’t agree with, but have no choice but to agree to?
That has been the pattern for all of my adult life. I know that my decision for my father not to have treatment would be the best decision and in my father’s best interests, but another situation has now arisen where the path my father chose to go down no longer exists.
When we my mother was first diagnosed with lung cancer, she made her own decisions on her choice of therapies and never swayed from her decisions. In the longer term she spared herself from the side effects, associated with steroid treatment and chemotherapy.
Choices are now in place and conventional treatment is being given. Having had a chance to catch up with my family at the beginning of the week, this is not the route I wanted. In turn, my father now wants a cast iron guarantee that if he continues to go down the steroid and chemotherapy route, he will be able to go back to his old life.
Being terminally ill at 83 it also makes it less likely. All it will do is buy more time, than he would have had without the treatment. I want him to be at peace, but can see now through chemotherapy, it never could.
It’s sad for anyone going through chemotherapy, but it all becomes a heavy price to pay in the longer term because of its side effects and quality of life during the treatment period.