I still am stuck on Mark Twain. Both of us lived in the Hartford area =during formative years. He was way ahead of me with his writing. “I was born with an incurable disease, so was everybody…the moment a name is given the disease, the whole thing is changed: fright ensues, and horrible depression, and the life that has learned its sentence is not worth the living.” A powerful thought, but is it true?
The cancer brand can be a knockout punch, but which kind? Pancreatic? Skin? I was diagnosed with early stage colon cancer twice and have endured more quality of life challenges than threats to my life. Multiple sclerosis does sound bad, for multiple reasons.
Samuel Clemens was born in 1835. Medicine was primitive by today’s standards then. Language is powerful. So many diseases were tough to treat, if not incurable. No wonder citizens of sickness were frightened. Frequently they were wrestling with killers.
It seems to me this idea offers testimony to a point many have made. The psychological dimension of disease is potent. I still believe many of our battles are fought north of the neck. Attitude goes a long way in determining our prognoses. Beware of thinking the worst. That can become a self-fulfilling prophecy.