I probably won’t make a lot of friends with this post — but I hope I don’t make any enemies either. I hope that what I’m not saying is as clear as what I am saying.
I’m not saying that late-stage Lyme Disease is worse than Cancer. I’m not trying to make any comparison between the two diseases…as diseases. Both Cancer and Lyme Disease are devastating. Both wreck families. Both make victims unable to eat, unable to stay awake, unable to sleep, unable to work. Both involve excessive, invasive treatments that kill healthy cells. I have lost friends and family members to both.
But there are some notable differences — and those differences are all in how other people respond to the illness. How other people perceive the sick person, and the sick person’s family.
If you have Cancer, or another sickness from the established disease Canon. The register of approved diseases. Diabetes or AIDS or Parkinson’s or Multiple Sclerosis or Cancer. If you have Cancer, people will listen.
If you have Cancer, your health insurance will probably cover your treatment, at least partially…whatever you want that treatment to be.
If you have Lyme Disease, you will get letters from your health insurance company saying that they can’t cover any of your treatment because the IDSA Guidelines don’t recognize chronic or late-stage Lyme disease.
If you have Cancer, people will establish foundations, and run 5k’s, and pass acts in Congress and wear ribbons and buy bracelets and pink things to raise funds for research — to the tune of billions a year.
If you have Lyme disease, no one will raise funds for research, or even believe that you have a disease. But you’ll look around one Saturday and realize your 5-year-old daughter is missing…and you’ll find her down the street, peddling her artwork and her trinkets door-to-door. To raise money for the family.
If you have Lyme Disease, you will go broke…while you’re going for broke.
If you have Cancer, and you’re a kid, the Make-A-Wish Foundation will arrange for you to meet your favorite celebrity or go to Disney World. And Hollywood will make movie, after movie, after movie about your story.
If you have Lyme Disease, and you’re a kid, your gym teacher will tell you that you have to run the mile unless you can get a note from your doctor. Your teachers will fail you for missing too many days of school. And people will tell your parents that you’re just going through a phase. That you just want attention.
If your dad or your mom has Cancer, people will organize workshops and therapy groups for you. People will tell you that it’s OK to express your feelings.
If your dad has Lyme Disease, people will tell you that he doesn’t love you. Let me repeat that and assure you that I do not exaggerate. If you’re a kid, and your dad has Lyme Disease, well-meaning people will tell you that, if your daddy loved you more, he would get better.
If your husband has Cancer, ladies from your church will show up at your door with casseroles.
If your husband has Lyme Disease, ladies from your church, people in your own family, will tell you to leave him. Will call you an enabler. And you’ll be too busy helping him crawl from his bed to the couch, or steadying him as he stands so that he can use the bathroom, or helping him finish his work so that your kids can eat to wonder what, exactly, you’re enabling him to do.
If people ask you: “Is your dad sick?” And you say: “He has Cancer.” Their eyes will well up. They’ll squeeze your hand and offer to bring you dinner, put you on their prayer list. They’ll say: “If there’s anything we can do…” And they’ll mean it.
If people ask you: “Is your dad sick?” And you say: “He has chronic Lyme Disease.” They will look confused for a moment. They’ll say: “What?” And then they’ll shake their heads, smile, and say:
“Well…at least it isn’t Cancer.”
**If you liked this post, check out the story of my dad's diagnosis | Diagnosis: Just A Fad
(First published January 14th, 2013 on emilyreachwhite.com)