Jul 10, 2010 - 8:27 am
A lot of these posts have talked about finding humor where you can in this mess. I thought I'd share something that has become a punchline among ny cadre of PCa survivors. I mentioned before that my younger brother was diagnosed 7 months before I was. When my nephew was telling his girlfriend of his father's diagnosis, of course she tried to make him feel better but used the wrong words. I'm sure she was referring to the myriad of treatment options and lofty survival rates, but what came out of her mouth was, "It's not like he has REAL cancer." She meant well, but now we throw that line around all the time. When we talk about any of our experiences, one of us will always bring up how grateful we are that we didn't have REAL cancer.