CAUTION: If you don’t have a warped sense of humor don’t read this!
Finding the Humor Again
Not that I ever lost it but a cancer diagnose can definitely take the wind out of your sails and let me just say I cried me a river. Its true what they say about stages but its not as clear cut as getting through stage one, onto stage two and three, and never going back. Everyone is different I’m sure. I have gone through most of the “stages” crying, denial, crying, scared, crying, angry, strong and ready to fight. I do not cry nearly as much and with each day the strong and ready to fight lasts a longer but devastation and fear keep creeping back in. Some days I take one step forward two steps back. So today I am very determined to find the humor. Anyone who knows me knows I love to laugh. Comedies are my favorite although I also love the sappy romantic chick flick…I mean who doesn’t but laughing is the best. I LOVE funny people. Anyone who can make me laugh is my friend for life. My family, well of course I love every single one of them. They love me and support me with every single breath and they all have a great sense of humor. Yep they are funny, not as funny as me mind you but they each can come up with some pretty good zingers. When we are together there is always laughter and no subject is off limits. So why should cancer be any different. I needed to find some cancer humor. Now we’ve already had some jokes about how I’m going to have perky new boobs and get a tee-shirt that says “my real ones tried to kill me” lol. Well where do you turn for cancer humor? Google of course! Did you know there are mastectomy greeting cards.
“We wish you a speedy recovery from your vasectomy!" -- "Um...mastectomy."
how about this one
And breast reconstruction cards
Chemo greeting cards
Chemo hair loss cards
And here is a radiation joke
I was diagnosed with testicular cancer and had a radical orcheictomy on Sept.18/98.
I am currently taking radiation therapy that will be finished on Nov.26/98.
After my first radiation treatment, I was laying in bed that night. The children were finally all asleep. Carol and I could, at last, talk about the day events. We talked about several things, always dancing around how the radiation treatment had gone.
Finally, Carol asked how I was feeling. I told her pretty good, but my skin was a little tender. Carol offered to take a look, pulled the covers back and gasped -- there was a strange green glow coming out from under the blankets.
I had taken a "Glow-stick" and hidden it under the covers.
Great trick for anyone getting radiation . . . just make sure your spouse has a good sense of humor.
Copyright, 1998, Glenn Jeffrey
I am told I don’t need to have radiation so I can’t modify it and pull that one on my hubby…bummer!
Love, LAUGH, and Always know where the nearest bathroom is