capturing cancer.

I've become quite the Netflix aficionado lately. My friend with whom I'm staying in NC has the whole Netflix on TV thing, and after not having television for so long, I admit, I've overdosed a little bit. Rewatched the whole series of "My So-Called Life?" Yup. Also watched 45 episodes of "Intervention" - great for insomnia, FYI. Watched movies and documentaries, etc. I saw one today that knocked the breath out of me. "Two Weeks" is a movie starring Sally Field, and I vaguely remember wanting to see it when it came out, but then I forgot about it. I venture to say no one's really heard of it. It's about 4 siblings who return home to their dying mother, which they think will only be a few days on hospice, but ends up being two weeks.

Well, wouldn't you know. Sally Field plays a woman who is dying from ovarian cancer. It was like watching a slightly altered version of what my family went through the last two weeks of December. Most movies don't capture death or dying very well. They gloss over it, they make it tidy and neat. Not this movie. It was spot on, from the hospice nurse doing her jobs, to Field puking in a plastic bucket because of the bowel obstruction, to the bodily signs of dying like arching your back, talking to deceased relatives, and reaching out into the air. Even the (mostly unsaid) conversation with the hospice nurse about the use of increasing doses of morphine to expedite the dying process was extremely realistic. The hospice nurse giving the pamphlet about the stages of active dying, and the "timeline." The siblings' reactions to dying and grief was well-portrayed, from the daughter going to the bookstore and getting all the information she could to disseminate it to her family, to the youngest boy being standoffish to hide his fear. The dimmed lights in the bedroom of Field, the music playing, the blanket over the body bag as the stretcher is wheeled out...even the plaid flannel pajamas - these all were in my aunt's experience, as well. What got me was the toast they had after she died. We did the same thing, around midnight, since it was New Year's Eve. 

But what it really captured well was the odd state of limbo one finds oneself in while a family member is actively dying. It is easy to forget that the world is operating normally outside the house. And to be blunt, there's a lot of waiting around when someone is in the last stages of dying. They sleep more and more, and when they are somewhat conscious, they're often really drugged up. There's only so long you can sit by their bed and talk with them. So you find yourself watching television. Or starting to comb through stuff. Or making inappropriate jokes about the situation that would probably horrify anyone not involved. 

It's much less dramatic than movies often show, and that was captured perfectly in this movie. But I think the most accurate thing was the scene when the oldest son goes into his mother's room after she's died, and she's lying there in the bed. He takes her hand and says that even when she was comatose, he still felt like she was there, like she was listening - but he doesn't feel anything now. He's right. You'd be surprised at the palpable lack of life energy there is when someone dies.

It's funny that I happened to watch the movie now, because something happened the other day that really hit me. So, I don't know if I've posted this before, but my aunt had a B&N card, that gives you a discount. All I'd do was give her phone number to use the card. I've used it for years. Well, the day of her funeral, I was at B&N and wondered if she still had it, and it's good until September. So I've been using it. And for a brief moment, things are normal. Well, the other day, I went to get coffee at B&N and was told that the phone number isn't in the system. I insisted she was wrong, since I'd been using it down here when I write in their cafe. She never found it and I left, all pissed off. Well, I go there again and this time, the cashier is a guy who REMEMBERS me from when I lived here, when I'd be there several days a week, doing my freelance writing. He knows I use the card, so when he couldn't find it either, we were both stunned. He asked if it could be under anyone else's name, and I mentioned my cousin. He plugged it in, and whaddayaknow. It was changed the previous day. And for some reason, this really bugged me. I called my cousin, and he said it'll be renewed again, and to keep using it with his phone number, but still. I was annoyed that he couldn't have just kept it the way it was. 

Anyway. Why are you still reading this? Go watch the movie.


ADDENDUM: I'm watching the movie "Griffin and Phoenix", about two people with cancer who fall in love. Amanda Peet plays the girl, and her character says her cancer "started in her ovaries and now it's everywhere." Well, for someone who is in her last months/weeks of cancer, she looks fantastic. Thin, no sign of a bloated belly, she's eating in restaurants, great skin and hair, able to function fully in life....THIS is the kind of movie I was talking about before. So not realistic.