The person diagnosed with cancer isn’t broken. They don’t need fixin’. If you’re a fixer, that puts you in a tough position—but not impossible. You know you would do anything for the person diagnosed. No matter what you do, they still have cancer.
So. . . take a deep breath, and a step back.
I liken this stage to a broken arm. You can’t fix her arm. But you can help her. You can drive her to the doctors. You can also make her dinner, or bring over some chocolate chip cookies. There’s no cast to sign with cancer, but there are cards to send, calls to make, and help needed for chores.