Saturday, June 16, 2012

The good and the bad of a wrong diagnosis

My heart goes out to a couple in Wairoa (NZ) who were led to believe that the husband had terminal cancer. When they came to terms with that, they decided to spend up large and satisfy a list on their (or was it his/) ‘bucket list.’
They had a great time, taking trips to Fiji, Australia and travelling around NZ. It seemed that everything the husband wanted, his wife obliged. One does wonder what plans they had for her, once he departed this world.
Things suddenly changed when they were visited by a carer from the local hospice who told them that she would not be visiting again--- there was no need in light of the fact that the husband was ‘clear of cancer.’
I wonder how I would have reacted if I was in this position. All their money was gone and their means of making more down the gurgler too as they had given away much of the ‘capital goods’ they needed for it to continue.
Life is special, but when it serves up something like this, one wonders. Someone made a booby here--- big time. It seems that others knew of the new prognosis, but didn’t tell the couple.
Part of me says they should be compensated and be reimbursed for at least some of their spending. I suspect that some of you reading this would simply say that they ‘should be celebrating their good news.’
I wish them well and hope that the more generous in our community will help them. Should we start a fund for them? Someone could help them write a book and then sell the movie rights. They deserve something.