Today I saw one of those public service announcements on t.v. It featured an actress I like, the doc that plays Cameron on the tv. show House, so I sat up to take notice. However, I soon dismissed the ad once I saw the headline; it read "250,000 New Cases will pop up this year...Breast Cancer."
I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound heartless, but aren't there already 1 million of us ALREADY diagnosed with RA in this country? Don't we live with it every day, each month and each year with NO prospect of a cure? Don't breast cancer patients stumble upon remissions daily, while only 1% with RA will EVER see remission, never mind stay there?
I didn't used to think this way. I never considered that MY illness was in direct competition with anyone else's illness. That is...until someone close to me was diagnosed with stage four Breast Cancer and I realized I was jealous of HER. Yes, jealous. Soon, her future will be clear. She will either have a life or she won't. My own future becomes more fuzzy each day. Even my doctors cannot predict at this point which functions I will lose and when. I take it as a bad sign when the doctors start offering pain medicine rather than treatments, noticing that they will gladly offer whatever relief they can since they can no longer expect I can find effective treatment.
Am I the only one who feels so miserable? Have any of you ever had the, "I wish I had THAT disease INSTEAD syndrome?"
Or is it just me?