I refer to them as an Odd Couple, not to mean oddness for strange, but odd for being different and totally separate from the support system described above. Before any of this life-changing experience happened, I had felt they never really accepted me despite my many efforts to reach out in both subtle and open ways.
I hoped that perhaps they can become compassionate out of pity for someone who has cancer, or be gentler out of plain courtesy to an almost-elderly, or just kinder to someone who will live "no more than five years".
I was wrong in thinking that things between us would change once they learn of my condition.
Every day, I pray for The Miracle of Healing. Heal my body of the disease, and Heal my Soul of the hurt. This is the cross I carry each day, the One Reality I have to learn to accept so I can laugh inside a little more.