The gift of canes
JEN COSTELLO SAT ON THE COLD examination table. The doctor lifted her legs one at a time, testing their function. Jen’s leg braces were supposed to keep her from falling, but they just weren’t cutting it lately. The Jeannette, Pennsylvania, resident had battled chronic nerve damage for decades, and now she’d developed drop foot, a type of neuropathy.
“I’m sorry,” the doctor said. “But it’s time to quit your job. It’s too strenuous for your body.” Jen was stunned. She loved her work as an addiction counselor. She’d already had to give up a previous job as a paramedic due to her physical limitations. She had always felt called to help people. If she couldn’t do that anymore…
“I’d also recommend getting a cane,” the doctor said.
“Seriously?” Jen’s heart dropped. “
There’s no other option?” She was only 44 but suddenly felt twice her age. She’d struggled physically almost all her life, and she was tired of it.
At age four, a fall from a backyard slide landed her in the hospital. Doctors initially thought she’d ruptured her spleen. What they uncovered was far worse. Jen had Wilms’ tumor, a childhood kidney cancer. “It’s in her left kidney, and it’s very aggressive,” doctors told her mother with somber eyes. “We can try surgery.”
They removed Jen’s left kidney, but the cancer had already spread to her lungs. The only thing left to do was chemotherapy and radiation.
This story is from the January 2018 edition of Guideposts.
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