Today I went in for CT scans to see if the cancer has spread to my lungs. CT scans are like a really shitty amusement park ride- you hold your arms out above your head and hold your breath for... nothing really. The bed moves a couple feet. I want my tickets back.
My conversation with the technician went as follows:
her: "You have cancer, right?"
me: "uh, yeah."
her: "oh but you're too yooouuung to have cancer..."
me: "that's what they tell me."
her: "do you smoke?"
me: "no."
her: "see, that makes me feel so bad (laughs). I smoke but you're the one with cancer."
ahhahaha hilarious, I know.
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what a bitch.
BTW valerie is my current stagename, it's me Haley
That's good youre able to talk openly about this. That shows you're really strong. I was never able to, terrified that people would run away and start acting differently...Only after everything was nearing the end and over was I able to open up.
Hey, I found your blog over at Planet Cancer. Yeah, I have had the SAME thing said to me. I was a 10-year vegetarian that ran 20 miles a week. They always want to find some way to blame you - that way it can't happen to them. Or something.
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