I have a dilemma:
My cousin, R....., who is a couple of years older then me, is dying of cancer. The doctors have given her 2 months to live (she thinks it's 6 months) and she is in a nursing home in Lansdale, Pa and will soon be in Hospice. She has no family except for her sister, M....., who lives in Sliddell, LA and me. She has an ex husband and his wife who live in Alabama and whom she is on very good & loving terms with. She also has a life-long girl friend who lives in upstate Pennsylvania. These three have visited her and helped her often since she got sick. She is also from Sliddell and moved up to Lansdale after Katrina, and was fortunate to have been able to transfer her job and keep her medical insurance intact because the company she worked for in Baton Rouge has a branch in Lansdale. After being in Lansdale for about a year, (she arrived in PA in a condition of undiagnosed heart failure, was treated for that, improved much and was able to keep working), only to have a return of breast cancer which had been in remission for about ten years, and which has now spread into her sternum and her stomach. She's taking liquid morphine but will soon be on a morphine drip.
Last night M, who has taken 2 weeks vacation from her job in Sliddell to spend time with her, called me to update me on R's condition. She told me that in spite of R's condition, she is her old "bitchy, bossy" self, and in amazing good spirits. I can't fathom this, I just can't.
I told M that I would call R today, and that I and my husband would drive up to visit sometime during the week after Easter.
I haven't called R yet. I don't know what to say or talk about. Can somebody help me? Any advice? I seem to say the wrong things so often. I don't know how I'm going to manage seeing her in person. How does one act in situations like this? It's terrible that I would have to resort to acting instead of just being natural, but my natural, at least in this case, is certainly not appropriate because while I think it's an horrific bummer for her, I am not emotionally attached to her and feel nothing about the whole situation except something along the order of "it's too bad."
I can't face her being happy-go-lucky like Little Orphan Annie and The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow, because it won't for her, but it will for me. And I can't face her with fake sorrow. The only emotions I really feel about this whole situation are ANGER at a disease called cancer, HELPLESSNESS because I can't do anything to make it go away, and FEAR that the same thing might happen to me, my husband and children. Dealing with situations like this make me feel like a poor excuse of a human being.