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    From the daily archives: Thursday, November 4, 2010

    Pink Link is a comprehensive online resource for people who have faced or are facing breast cancer.  You can find the link on the right of the page.  I highly recommend this site!

    This month there is a contest to win a book about humor, “Laughter is the Breast Medicine”.  Of course I just had to get into that act!  Laughing got me through, no doubt about it. To have a chance to win the free book, I had to answer the question, how has humor helped me heal?  Just thinking about that made me laugh all over again.  So I sent my entry, which you can read here!
    Here is my answer to the question,  “How has laughter helped you heal?”

    I was diagnosed with Stage IIIC Inflammatory Breast Cancer in February of 2007.  At the time, I was taking a comedy improvisation class on Tuesday evenings with my significant other. It all happened very quickly.  From needle biopsy to chemotherapy was ten days.  When I set my chemotherapy schedule, I kept my class schedule in mind.  I had chemo every other Wednesday (dose-dense chemotherapy) so that by Tuesday evening I would feel well enough to go to class.  I didn’t miss a single one! The week after my mastectomy, I still showed up and watched. I howled with laughter every week, all the way through chemo, surgery, and most of my radiation treatments.  I finally quit when I found my way to the stage and worked out my cancer angst as the White Witch of Narnia.

    Sometimes Steve would get protective of me when the physical comedy got wild, but the benefits of laughing far outweighed the risks of being spun around on the floor or pretending I was a wild animal.  We even got mileage out my baldheadedness.  Steve was bald too.  During a show we did in the community, we staged an argument in which we both pulled off each other’s wigs! After that one, Steve and our fellow improviser Mark went off on “making the chemo girl laugh” and it just got more and more outrageous.  I couldn’t breathe I was laughing so hard!  Tears were rolling down my face and they asked, “are you all right?”  Oh yes, yes, yes!  and on they went.  As I recall I felt pretty great the day after that one.

    Humor during cancer treatment wasn’t all about just laughing a lot.  It helped me so much to see the absurdity in the whole situation.  People around me were sometimes baffled by what I found funny.  How many tweens do you know who call their mom “Baldy” when they’re mad?

    What’s a bad hair day on chemo?  When you can’t get your eyebrows to match!

    Steve used to call me every afternoon during his commute and make me laugh.  It always made me feel better.

    Steve and I did not continue our relationship, but I bravely ventured out into the dating world again.  Tom and I are a success story.  If a woman with one boob, two kids and no money can find love, anybody can!  I knew he was the one when I knocked on the bathroom door one morning and asked him if my prosthesis was in there.  Now there’s a dilemma.  Can’t go out without it!  His response was to hand it to me and ask me blandly,

    “Honey, will you please keep track of your boob?”

    I could go on, but that probably is a long enough answer to your question!  My plan is to read and review this book, and post the review on my blog.  I will do that whether I win this freebie or not, because laughter is just SO good for you.

    I would know!

     
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