Gallows Humor: Poking Fun at Cancer
I admit to being a little dark. Not my hair, but my humor. Ten years of chemotherapy and sometimes all I need is a laugh. It’s this need to minimize the situation in my own head. To make a joke of it somehow. To just get through the day despite all these symptoms that keep me guessing. So I try to find some humor in it all...
You know cancer sucks at first.
But it grows on you over time.
Battling leukemia for a decade has made me seek out laughter. To choose laughter over tears time and time again. It purges. It releases all those feel-good hormones and relaxes me.
Cancer is easy to beat.
I’m already at stage 4!
My humor may not be seen as appropriate to everyone, but the longer I live with CML the more I need to make light of it in order to live with it. It just gets so darn heavy otherwise.
What movie did the leukemia patient watch last night?
Finding chemo.
I like the term gallows humor. And for good reason.
Living with a chronic, incurable cancer is like being stuck in the upright position in a whack-a-mole game. The hammer could come down at any time.
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