17 May 2013

POSITIVE THINKING REVISITED

Overall I'm doing OK, but now that I've finished my course of steroids I'm noticeably more tired and weary again, and have to pace myself quite carefully. My appetite isn't great, my digestive system gets inflamed and distended, and I have some discomfort in my liver at times. I suspect these are the effects of the radiation treatment - at least, I hope they are, and not signs of the cancer spreading. It's hard to avoid being quite neurotic about any body changes.


Over these past couple of months (since the last scan, in fact) I've been thinking a lot about the issue of how much control I actually have over the cancer. I've encountered many people who strongly believe that cancer can be influenced by your attitude, and that it's possible to "beat it' if you're determined not to give up. Since my diagnosis I've acted on the assumption that that's true: I've set about doing as many alternative therapies as I can fit in, not only for their actual effect on my body but also in the belief that if I feel I'm doing everything I can, I'll be more positive and therefore will have a better chance of being healthy for longer (a kind of placebo effect). I found it very frustrating that the Marsden doctors didn't appear to believe that you can do anything at all to help yourself, not even following a healthy diet (they believe diet can be a major contributory factor in causing some kinds of cancer, but weirdly, once you have it, diet apparently makes no difference). I found that a horribly helpless and disempowered position to be in, so it was far more appealing to follow the more hopeful messages from alternative practitioners that you can do lots to improve your chances. 

Right now, though, I feel quite mixed about that belief. From my experience it works wonderfully if you get good results, the treatments work and your scans show improvements - you can feel pride in your "achievement", take some credit, lap up compliments from people who tell you how impressive you are and how well you're doing. But what are you supposed to make of it when scan after scan shows increased tumour growth, when gruelling treatments seem not to make any difference, when reducing your life to "focusing on your health" appears to have been all for nothing? Does this mean you're not being positive enough? that you haven't been trying hard enough? that those lapses of mood when you're exhausted and afraid and resentful about how your life's turned out, and grief-stricken for the future you no longer have, are, in themselves, the reason that your body's deteriorating, because you've allowed in negative thoughts? 

(A few people have suggested that I don't know how much worse things would be if I hadn't been making all those efforts to stay well; I understand that their intention is to encourage me, but in fact it's a total heartsink. If all my efforts are having a small effect in slowing down the rate of growth, it'd mean that I mustn't slacken off at all, ever, and if I want things to improve I have to work even harder. I'm reminded again of that quote from Alice through the Looking Glass, where the Red Queen says," it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!")

And it's not just flakey alternative practitioners who believe this - it comes up everywhere. Modern Western thinking tends to assume that everyone's basically in control of their life, and that we end up where we do because of the choices we make. The whole "American Dream" is predicated on the assumption that you can achieve whatever you want as long as you work hard enough, believe in yourself enough, and never give up. If you don't like your circumstances, it's up to you to change them - and this appears to be linked with the metaphor of "fighting" cancer, which is so widespread as to be taken for granted. In obituaries, dying of cancer is described as "losing a long battle" - yet dying from a heart attack isn't seen as defeat, or failure to have overcome heart disease. But what exactly are you supposed to be fighting, and how? It's your own cells which are out of control and not working normally, but then that's the case in many diseases. Yet there isn't the same discourse about "keeping a fighting spirit" for any other illnesses: no-one expects those with arthritis, or Parkinsons, or pneumonia, to cure themselves by thinking positively, or tells them that they mustn't give up fighting. 

So what is it about cancer which makes it viewed differently from other diseases? Some possible answers come from Susan Sontag, who wrote an excellent book about how we characterise and think about cancer ("Illness as Metaphor"). She notes how tumours are defined as benign or malignant, as though they have personalities and intentions of their own, which adds to the fear and stigma surrounding the disease. Cancer is talked about as if it's an evil predator, or a serial killer who could strike anyone at any time, or an insidious parasite silently spreading through the body in order to destroy it. (This is all specific and unique to cancer - no-one would ascribe sinister intentions to the plaque which clogs arteries and leads to heart attacks, or describe diabetes as the pancreas deliberately trying to starve the body of insulin....)
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Related to this is the language of cancer treatment, which tends to be predominantly drawn from military metaphors - there's "the war on cancer"; cells which multiply are described as "invading"; cells which have mutated are described as "rogue cells" (like terrorist groups who try to subvert civilised society); the body's portrayed as "under attack"; and treatment is seen as a counter-attack, where collateral damage to healthy cells is inevitable and justifiable, and a weakened immune system from treatments leaves the body "defenceless" against cancer spread. As if cancer treatments weren't hard enough already, this metaphor portrays your body as the battleground between doctors and your abnormal cells, while you impotently watch each skirmish and claiming of territory - not a nice image at all!

Sontag argues that one reason why cancer is viewed and talked about in this way is that it's so poorly understood, which leaves it open to the projections and fears of society. Causes of cancer are probably multi-factorial, and are likely to be different for the more than 200 different types of cancer that exist. Some causes are reasonably well understood, for example environmental carcinogens like asbestos and tobacco (causing mesothelioma and lung cancer respectively); diet (some colon cancers); alcohol use (mouth and throat cancers); hormonal abnormalities (some breast cancers); or viruses (cervical cancer). However, if there's a common pathology, as hypothesised in genetic and immunological theories, it's not yet known. 

Sontag suggests that the mysteriousness of cancer therefore lends itself to theories of causation such as the idea of a 'cancer personality" (someone who's self-effacing, puts others before themselves, represses emotions, especially anger, and leads an unfulfilled life) - although this has never been substantiated by research. Sontag points out that all significant diseases, before they were fully understood and treatable, were believed to be caused by personality and lifestyle or morals: in the 16th and 17th centuries, it was believed that "the happy man would not get plague", and before the TB bacterium was identified, TB was viewed as arising from an excess of passion. Chinese and Ayurvedic medicine see illness as an imbalance in the emotional or spiritual dimension as much as the physical body (as indeed does my healer in Scotland). Thus cancer is perceived as a disease stemming from individual "defects" (whether the fault lies with genes, emotional patterns, lifestyle, response to stress or whatever), prompting those diagnosed with it to question "why me?" - which someone contracting cholera, for example, is very unlikely to ask.

At the same time, there are no clear explanations for why some people do so much worse, or better, than expected, even with the same type and stage of cancer. So it's easy to see how the idea that it's your attitude which makes the difference between whether you fight or give up, and from that, whether you'll live or die, took hold. 
Don't get me wrong, that idea can be very liberating - it offers a way of trying to make sense of why I have cancer - but the flipside is that it implies, essentially, that people get sick because there's something wrong with them or in their lives, and if some people can choose to cure themselves and not die, then it logically follows that those who do die must have not wanted to live enough, or didn't change their lives in the right way so as to restore balance and purpose or whatever. I'm not suggesting that anyone is actually blaming me for my scans getting worse and worse over the past year, but it's difficult not to feel that somehow I should be doing more, or that I can't be doing things right.

I wonder if the belief that cancer must be partly within our control is a defence against the awfulness of facing the possibility that there's nothing which can be done. I appreciate how hard it is witnessing someone go through cancer (having watched my mother die from it): how desperately you want there to be something you can do, but as there isn't, you want there to be something they can do, even if it's simply having or maintaining "the right attitude". I'm also aware that if someone with cancer is positive and upbeat and cheerful and optimistic, then it conveniently makes it much easier for everyone else not to have to face their own fears and distress so much.  

This cartoon really resonates with me because I know that I frequently go along with this subtle pressure to be positive and upbeat, so that I don't have to deal with other people's distress. By me being "strong", other people can reassure themselves that maybe it's not so bad after all, or that I've got a better chance than most because I haven't "given up". It's very hard to resist the impulse to make things easier for other people, but occasionally I try it out, and the most recent time was when my hairdresser (who knows I've recently finished chemotherapy) asked me when I'll get the all-clear. I explained that actually it's gone too far for that, and that having no more chemo to go through is because there's nothing left to be tried, not because I no longer need it. Bless her, she handled it pretty well, considering, but I find it almost unbearable to witness that moment of horror in other people; plus I felt a bit guilty afterwards because it seemed unfair to foist the details onto her. It's so much easier to make light of it, or lie, or not correct people, to spare both of us.

I'm also conscious that the uplifting "good news" cancer stories (that modern medicine is advancing day by day, that many cancers are now treatable and curable, and that noble doctors and researchers are making breakthroughs all the time) is what everyone wants to hear. Having a form of cancer where, in contrast, there aren't further treatment options, and that's deemed incurable, can feel somehow shameful, as though I represent the ugly truth that no-one wants to face and I'm throwing cold water over the cheery hopeful stuff.

So I can understand how, collectively, we want to believe that such a scary disease can be controlled by us controlling our thinking. Yet I'm coming to realise what an intolerable burden this idea of "positive thinking" places on the person with cancer. Despite knowing that well-meaning compliments on how positive I am are intended to encourage me, it can feel as though I'm expected to have the power to halt (or ideally reverse) the cancer, and that it's all my responsibility. And that if I don't manage that, then I've failed - I've been "defeated" - not stayed strong enough - given up - not fought hard enough. I hate it. 

Plus it makes every single decision - whether to make myself get up early to go for a swim or stay in bed to rest longer; whether to eat a piece of birthday cake so that I'm "living life fully now", even though some theories suggest that tumours feed off sugar, etc etc etc - into a life-or-death decision, and fuels the fear that if I get worse and die it'll somehow be my fault. It's absolutely exhausting to be that vigilant, and to feel that I mustn't ever relax or let my guard down. (Of course I realise that this pressure comes from my own perfectionist tendencies, but what I hope I've explored in this post is how social views, and ways of thinking and talking, can feed our insecurities and fears. I'm hoping that identifying these discourses will help me to feel less unrealistically responsible, blame myself less, and enjoy myself more!)

So, realising how stressful and anxiety-provoking my previous ways of looking at the world are, I'm definitely questioning and challenging things at the moment. I haven't worked out where I stand, but it feels good to be thinking, "hang on, do I really believe this?" rather than simply trying harder and harder to "get it right". None of this means I'm questioning the point of trying to be as healthy as possible, and I'm certainly not depressed, or regretting how I've coped up till now. On the contrary: compared to thinking "how my life turns out is entirely in my hands, so it's up to me to keep myself alive every second of every day", the idea "what if my life path is already mapped out, and within that it doesn't much matter what I do, so I might as well just enjoy my life" is incredibly liberating and would be a huge relief. Of course it's hard to simply choose a new belief system overnight, but I'm experimenting with "if I believed this, what would that be like?" and it's certainly very interesting.

I imagine that everyone reading this will have their own beliefs about how much we as humans are able to shape our destiny - from "we create everything that happens in our lives" through to "we're completely in God's hands / our destiny is outside our control" and everything in between - and I take some comfort in knowing that it's not just me who struggles with these philosophical and existential challenges.

24 comments:

  1. Anonymous18/5/13

    Wow Sylvia, your honesty is uplifting and written beautifully as always. Your insights are incredible and helpful. It is hard to know what to say. I hope you got my little care package in the post and it lets you know that you are in my daily thoughts and prayers. Best wishes my friend. Love as always Mel & Greg x

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  2. Anonymous18/5/13

    Hi sylvia, Thanks for this amazing post. It has helped me enourmously with stuff that goes on in my head but I could not articulate in the way you have done. I am very tempted to send it to a few newspapers as it is one of the best things I have ever read. How would you feel about that?

    You are amazing and your honesty and insights are a gift to anyone who can read them.

    Lots of love fiona
    ps loving my packages but spreading them out!

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  3. John Kapp19/5/13

    Dear Sylvia. Well done, you have got the message - 'it doesn't matter what I do, so I might as well enjoy my life.' This is the purpose of illness - learning to come to terms with our own mortality, as we all go through life towards our inevitable death. Like you, I watched your mother (Janet, my wife) go through her final cancer journey. It was a near death experience (NDE) for me, from which my attitude and life is still being transformed. Now, 13 years later, like me, you have reaped your mother's legacy, and can now enjoy your life without worrying about your death. You learned this lesson through the experience of your illness, and expressing its emotions by writing about your thoughts and feelings in this blog. I did it through meditation, (watching my thoughts and feelings, including visualising myself dead) and writing about it (www.reginaldkapp.org) and teaching meditation (www.sectco.org.uk)
    With love John (Kapp). .

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  4. Amanda Foster19/5/13

    You've brilliantly put into words all the feelings I have when I see well meaning adverts for charities 'winning the battle' 'showing cancer what we're made of' etc. I never feel that people win or lose with their health and you've helped me realise why. Thank you xxx

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  5. Anonymous21/5/13

    Really illuminating post Sylvia. It's endlessly difficult to predict the impact that words have on others and so often the well-meaning ones can have a detrimental effect.... ie telling a child they are 'clever' over and over again can create intolerable pressure and a sense that if they ever get anything wrong, they have failed. I guess that the well meaning comments that people make to you are perhaps similar in that they are intended to be encouraging but can set up unfair or unsustainable expectations.

    For those of us who read you blog, 'the right thing to say' may just not actually exist.

    But the Watford Dibdins are thinking of you very regularly anyway. I hope that it may be of some solace to you to feel that there are evidently lots of people who care about how you are and how you feel.

    .... and the cake therapy sounds like a good one!

    John, Shelley, Alice and Ben x

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  6. Somehow I seem to have lost your RSS feed from my reader, so haven't read any of your posts for several months - I've been wondering how you are but somehow not got as far as emailing you. Sorry, and glad to catch up with your thoughts.

    It's really hard even when not currently experiencing illness to hold several different ideas about health in my mind at the same time; to be able to see biomedicine, humoral ideas of balance, and others as variably useful (different times, different situations) frames through which to view/think about health and illness, rather than as 'real' in every sense.

    I think we also confuse our thoughts by thinking of what have been found to be population risk factors (eg diet in colon cancer) to be direct causes of a particular person's cancer.

    Really thought provoking post, Sylvia, reinvigorates my interest in keeping my thinking broad and open, and listening to people. Your friend above who suggests that your writing would be interesting to a larger audience eg through a newspaper has it right; though whether that feels useful or helpful for you...

    As John says, lots of love and thoughts, and hope my engagement with what you've written feels appropriate here - thanks for writing. Emily x

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  7. Sylvs - I think maybe the RsS isn't working properly on the posts since about January, as I can't make the new ones show up in my feed aggregator. Not sure if there's a simple solution - but if any other commenters have dropped off the map too this might be why!

    Lots of love, Emily xxx

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  8. Thanks for letting me know this Emily. Unfortunately I'm not sure how to fix the problem! but I'll do a Google search and see if it comes up with any ideas. It may or may not be linked, but I've had enormous amounts of spam (starting around the beginning of this year) - sometimes 20 or 30 junk messages a day - which is very tiresome, and might possibly indicate some kind of altered settings.

    Thank you for your lovely comments, which are always so understanding, thoughtful and supportive. I really appreciate it. Much love to you and Clare, S x

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    1. Lots of love to you Sylvia too, and I have just changed to getting it by email - no problem and not your responsibility at all! Just thought it might explain other people stopping commenting, not just me :-)

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  9. Anonymous23/5/13

    Hi Sylvia,

    Beautifully written, and thought-provoking.

    Lots of love,

    Ben.

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  10. Anonymous23/5/13

    Hi Sylvia. Thank you so much for your message. It means so much to me, very naughty, but greatly appreciated. I thought I'd suggest to blog followers to sign up to "subscribe via email" as it works brilliantly. I get an email in my inbox of the latest blog as soon as it is posted. Thought I'd put an alternative option out there. The link is in the top right corner of this page.
    Only yesterday I had the January 2008 album out and was looking through the beautiful photos of when you were in Auckland Sylvia. Only feels like yesterday.
    My mum asked me to pass on her best wishes to you. She remembers your kindness 14 years ago when she and my sister were able to stay, which was a trip of a lifetime for them. We have such fond memories of being your flatmates. I reminds me that I must search for a basin to fit inside our kitchen sink as was such an efficient system. Thinking of you on this winter's day. Lots of love Mel & Greg xxx

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    1. Thanks for that Mel and Greg - have changed to the email version :-)

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  11. Anonymous2/7/13

    This is a wonderful piece of writing, with such clarity of insight. Your discomfort with the "military" terminology that seems to go with cancer resonated very strongly. When my mother died in 1997, I didn't feel that she'd "lost a battle after a brave fight". She'd borne a terminal illness with patience and courage, but the idea that her death somehow represented a defeat, or a failure, or that the "evil" cells were somehow enjoying a sense of triumph over the "good" cells only cheapened the inspiration and example of her fortitude. Anyway, I agree with other suggestions that this piece deserves to be published - as indeed do many of your blog entries.
    Have you ever thought about editing the blog for wider publication? Seriously, you might feel like doing so. Having been suitably admonished, I won't offer you empty morale boosting cliches - but having read about your last 10 entries in one go (again!), I'm absolutely certain that your training in, practice of and passion for clinical psychology are the reasons why you are able to analyse and communicate about your situation so brilliantly. Although your feelings about not renewing your practising certificate made some of the saddest reading, the skills you have learned continue to infuse your life and, far from being wasted, are revealed in almost every word you write. Love as ever, Oliver.

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