Up, down, sad, scared, grateful, mad, depressed, resigned. Put ‘em in a blender and sip slowly to savor each emotion. That’s where I’m at these days.
I played my first of cancer card last week. I went to our tiny movie theater a bit early to sit and be calm before the hordes arrived. When I pulled in, the owner was outside and said, “Aren’t you early?” I told her, “Yes, but I wanted to be alone before my friends got here and barraged me with questions.” Then I blurted out, “I have eye cancer, who gets that?” She said, “You?” I laughed with her and she hugged me. Then she asked, “Where did they find it?”, to which I replied, “In my eye, I just told you”, and we laughed so hard we almost cried. She told me to go inside and she poured me a big glass of red wine.
That was exactly what I needed. A good laugh and wine. Then I watched Bombshell with the hordes and my friends and realized how much money I could have made in the past two years from all the harassment claims. Oh, well.
Life moves on. I have a plan and really good folks on my side. Cancer will be my bitch.
