My Emotional Trigger When Asked ‘How Are You Doing?’

My Emotional Trigger When Asked ‘How Are You Doing?’

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“How are you doing?” is the infamous quintessential question I am confident all patients with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis (IPF) are asked on a regular basis.

Lately, this question has been a bit of an emotional trigger for me in several ways. I anticipate hearing it when I see friends or family I haven’t seen in a while, and I also expect to hear it after a minor or major setback such as an acute exacerbation or prolonged hospital stay due to my declining lungs.

I know this question is well-intended, and I know people genuinely care about how I am doing. But I also am acutely aware that they cannot know the dialogue that goes through my mind as I ponder how to answer.

I thought I would write this column to highlight some of the internal dialogue that exists when I am asked this infamous question and hope others can relate. We are all in this together, and very few individuals really understand what we’re going through, no matter how hard they try. Personally, I find strength in connecting with others who understand. Perhaps you can shed some light on why this question might be an emotional trigger for me, or at least offer some insight into whether you experience the resistance and hesitation in answering truthfully.

The first thing I do when asked “How are you doing?” is remember my audience. More specifically, I think about who is asking and I assess how to respond. Is it someone who knows of my struggles from a distance, such as a relative who lives far away and only sees me every few months? Is it a colleague who sees my struggle with IPF every day? As a result, do I have to be more open about how I am doing because they can see that I am sad, angry, or frustrated? Are they friends or family members who acknowledge that I have this disease, but aren’t interested in the difficulty of it or hearing about what is to come? Or, is it someone asking who can handle the intense emotion, the hard conversations, and the reality of my prognosis? All of these factors influence how I respond to this question.

Once I have categorized in my mind who is asking, I have an internal dialogue with myself about how much to disclose. Following are some of those considerations:

  • To the people who see that physically I look well on the outside, with the exception of supplemental oxygen: Do I simply tell them that I am doing well? Or, do I allude to the fact that these last few months have been particularly difficult from a financial, emotional, and physical perspective?
  • To the people who know the tears I shed daily out of frustration over how much my life has changed: Do I again burden them with how hard this disease is when they ask how I am doing?
  • To the people who I know are not coping well with my disease and that will likely outlive me: Do I continue to protect them and let them in on only a few of the struggles of my disease? Or, do I outline everything in an email, letter, or conversation while also highlighting how they can help and what I need from them? In my particular situation, this feels risky, and I feel vulnerable doing this because there has not been an offer to help when I have asked previously.
  • To the people who ask how I am doing seemingly only to want to respond with how they are (yes, this happens): Is it easier to just tell them that I am doing fine and not talk about how hard it is to live with a life-threatening illness?

These are all conversations I have in my mind within seconds of being asked. I find my emotional trigger happens because I don’t want to do this internal dialogue. I simply want to say that living with IPF sucks, it’s hard, and I don’t want to live this way anymore. How can I burden someone with this heavy information when they are asking a simple, everyday question?

Instead, as of late anyway, it has been easier to respond with, “I am doing all right,” and let them interpret it how they want. If they want more information, they will press for it, and if they don’t, then neither of us need to be emotionally invested.

That said, for the IPF sufferers out there, you and I both know that the answer to the quintessential question is never that simple.

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4 comments

  1. Steve Daggett says:

    Awesome post! Thank you! Isn’t it amazing that all that analysis on how to respond to people takes about one second?!
    My default response is usually, “I’m hanging in there!”, which is really true. I’m hanging on to what’s left of my life, but trying to make the most of it. Those who follow on social media know the struggles I have with IPF.

    • Linda Walker says:

      I have asked my family & friends Not to ask me all the time. I’m trying to live life unencumbered eith PF. If they ask me, that attempt is thwarted. It makes it more difficult to live normally.
      Is this denial on my part? Perhaps. But it helps me carry on.

      When when they don’t ask, I feel neglected…uncared for. So really, I guess I do want to share my some of my struggles. Just not all the time! Living with a terminal illness is darned hard. But then having any disease is, don’t you think? We are just more obvious because of our supplemental oxygen…Try to smile! 🙁 🙂 😘

  2. JUDY KRASOVEC says:

    As with you it depends on who’s asking, most of the time I just say fine. But sometimes I relay what a DIFFICULT year it has been. I often say it’s like I died and didn’t get to go to my funeral. Because that me is gone never to appear again and I was well one day then not!!!

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