Have a good giggle on me.

[Cherie]

A good giggle…. just thought I’d share my embarrassing funny cancer stories with you all. We all need a good laugh. Please share yours….

You know you have reached a great pinnacle in your life when all of your medications say NOT to be taken orally and they come with a packet of finger condoms.

Or when you have to put ON clothes to have sex (my ostomy belt). I have to say men are amazing even with all my surgery scars, poop and butt problems, stinky smells and lazy unshaven no-makeup can’t be bothered me, my husband still wants sex. My eyebrows have totally grown into one uni-brow and everyone keeps asking me why I’m so mad.

Another great moment for me was when my five year old announced to the restaurant patrons that my poo bag was talking.

Now there is just nothing left to be embarrassed about. I totally pooped myself while my surgeon was trying to do a biopsy and I just didn’t even care.

You all will be all glad to know I’m off to the hair dressers tomorrow and I promise to get my eyebrows back under control.

[Guinevere]

I know you feel about there nothing left to be embarrassed about. By the time I had gotten through my big surgery, so many people had seen my rear that, if I was having a problem, I had no compunction about shucking my pants so the doctor could see what I was talking about! Sure surprised some nurses though.

[JJ2212]

Good for you Cherie for your sense of humor, and for still having sex!

I myself don't have a man, but wonder why as i'm amazed at what a catch I am, at least physically: surgical, port and picc line scars, no feeling from waist to thigh, no feeling in hands nor feet, occasional odd noises and smells coming from colostomy bag, permanent dark circles under my eyes, menopausal and a 40-pound weight gain after chemo. Really, who wouldn't want that?

Better to laugh about it than cry, right?

Janie

[Phuong]

Cherie, you rule!

[cashmere]

Cherie, you are the best!! It is so true what we are willing to tolerate post cancer vs pre cancer.

[tam-e]

I thought I'd add a "funny" story here that you ladies might understand...

I'm suffering from some neuropathy in my hands--I can still feel temperature and have some feeling for texture, but I can't do things by feel anymore, like zipping, buttoning, etc. Well, it's that time of the month, and I never realized how much I depended on touch in order to do some "lady maintenance." Since I'm on blood thinners, I need all the help I can get, so a pad won't cut it. I struggle quite a bit, blindly, not really able to feel what I'm doing with my fingers, but finally think I've got my tampon stationed correctly. Whew. Crimson tide blocked.

Later, as I'm sitting down, I keep feeling that something's not right. I was more uncomfortable down there than should be. Another bathroom visit, and upon inspection, I realize I still have half the applicator in. How the heck did I miss that? I've been doing this for 30 years!

Neuropathy hand FAIL.

Hope it brought a chuckle. We take our sense of touch for granted with so many things.

Best,

Tam

[klee81]

one night while lying in bed after my first surgical appointment when the surgeon put that big metal rod up my poopshoot...i explained to my husband "geesh that's the 3rd man thats been all up in my butt business"....after a long pause he goes "wait what? who was the first!!!" hahahah....the first happened to be my first doc when I had hemorrhoids at 20 years old. BUTT that was funny!