The conversation happened well over a year ago, yet I still remember it vividly.
I was about a month post crisis when a co-worker stopped me in the hallway. She knew that my mom had moved in to live with me because I was extremely sick. She asked me how I was doing.
“A bit better, however I’m still incredibly unstable. I have to take it day by day, and some times even moment by moment.”
Without missing a beat, she responded “Oh. Well, you should think of those worse off than you. You know, like those that have cancer. Or a chronic disease.”
I paused for a second, in a bit of disbelief.
“Um. Actually, I do have a chronic disease. It is my chronic disease that has been making me so ill.”
“Oh. Well, think of those worse off than you. Like those living with cancer.”
I just forced a smile and walked away. Dear readers, please file this away as something to never say to anyone.