A while back, I had a friend diagnosed with the big C.
She is one of those people. You know the type: out-going, friendly, hilarious, kind, and with an edge of snark that makes everyone laugh.
She decided, on the way home from her diagnosis appointment, that she was not only going to kick cancer's ass, she was going to do it in style.
Every time someone looked sad or got teary eyed, she pointed her finger right in his/her face and yelled, "Hey! None of that!" And then she'd add another comment. The comment always started the same, but each time she had a new ending. I never heard her repeat one.
It's cancer, not something serious like moldy carrots.
It's cancer, not something serious like having your underwear shrink.
It's cancer, not something serious like Timmy's (Tim Horton's) being out of sprinkle donuts.
It's cancer, not something serious like buying a male and a female rabbit instead of a matched set.
It's cancer, not something serious like running out of toilet paper.
It's cancer, not something serious like forgetting your child in the bank.
It's cancer, not something serious like screaming out the wrong name. Don't look at me like that. You know what I'm talking about.
(As you might be able to tell, she's a Star Trek fan with a particular fondness for Bones.)
And she pulled it off. She not only kicked cancer's ass, she's gone on to help a whole pile of other people do the same. Proud to call her a friend!
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