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When it comes to illnesses that don’t change the person’s personality or communication abilities, I don’t know what to think. My guess is that, when faced with such impending tragedy, people kind of shut down and have no idea how to react appropriately. Like **carlotta[/s] said, it isn’t taught. Do you ignore it, and talk to the person as if everything is normal? Do you focus on it so as not to appear cavelier about it? Do you talk about your own life, which means taking for granted your own health and possibly making them jealous? Do you ask about theirs, and make them focus in their own problems?
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It doesn’t have to be awkward. I would enter her room and say, “Hey, how’s it going?” If she looked better, I’d tell her, or give her a compliment on the clothes she was wearing, and settle in for a chat.
You just talk about whatever the person wants to talk about. If they’re lonely, as my friend was, they’ll be eager to supply conversation topics. If they don’t feel like talking, watch TV with them, or offer to read a book or magazine aloud.
Sometimes, I’d just do a monologue about my day, which my friend seemed to enjoy. She seemed to want to hear about what was going on at school and how the people she had called friends were doing. (I’d lie to her on occasion and tell her that the boy she had a crush on had asked about her.) Sometimes, of course, she’d be in a bad mood and not want to talk about it, so instead, we’d talk about TV shows or make fun of her brother or even just sit there in silence for a while. I let her steer the conversation in whichever direction she chose and it seemed to work really well.
My friend didn’t want to talk about her illness. She wanted to talk about boys and music videos, so that’s what we talked about. Some of the elderly I used to deliver Meals-on-Wheels to wanted to talk about their afflictions, so that’s what we’d talk about. I’d just listen, make sympathetic comments and ask questions. (Pretty much the same as I’d do if the conversation was about any subject with which I was not overly-familiar.)
In other words, just go with the flow. Don’t go in with preconcieved notions of how it will go, and don’t feel like you have to treat them with kid gloves. They’ll let you know what topics make them comfortable.
I didn’t want to visit my friend. Honestly, towards the end of her life, it was an ordeal. She was a living skeleton, weak and helpless, and it sure wasn’t pleasant to have to see that, especially because I had become close with her over the course of the last year. It was really hard and sometimes, I wanted to take the easy way out and make excuses for it like, “Oh, she’s probably not feeling well enough to see me.”
But I felt like I owed it to her, and in a way, I owed it to myself. I didn’t think I could live with myself if I abandoned her out of squeamishness or cowardice. Visiting a sick friend is just the right thing to do and I’d never have a chance to make it up to her if I didn’t do the right thing while she was ill.
There, but for the Grace of God, go I. I would hope that if I were stricken, those I loved wouldn’t ignore me.