I've learned about an odd aspect of cancer that I never expected to encounter: competition for how 'bad' one's cancer is. I really don't give a rip, I have it, don't want it, and wish this was just a bad dream. My heart hurts for every single person who has even had to worry about an odd looking mole.
However, some ever-competitive family members (not mine; I'd just kill them) said 'If your cancer was all THAT bad, you'd be in the hospital RIGHT NOW getting it removed'. THIS from a ten year survivor. Wow. Okay, you win the Cancer Oscar. But, do not ever expect an update from me on my silly little condition...
What odd things people are...
P.S. When I was a teacher of the handicapped, I used to have charts of the 'yes' examples of a concept and a NOT example. This would be on the NOT way to be a friend chart...
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