There’s another LC survivor who’s catch phrase is “make the play now, cry later.” It was a lesson she learned in softball that she applied to LC. I think most of us who have been handed a diagnosis like this and are still around to tell the tale have invoked this approach to some extent. When the doctor says you have advanced cancer, there’s no time to cry. The crisis requires laser focus on the primary goal: to live – determine the best course of treatment, try it, scan a few weeks later, rinse and repeat.
The thing is, you’ve got to pay the piper at some point. When is it time to cry? When is “later” when you’re constantly in a life or death situation?