The first time June said the C-Word she was in shock. As she told her family and co-workers it got easier. But there is still a stigma with the C-Word, a negative connotation of sorts.
One day we were driving to a doctor appointment and June was relaying a story about her strife with priorities or something… I grabbed her hand while we sat in traffic and said, “it’s ok, you have cancer!” She looked at me and started laughing.
We regularly just throw that mantra out now. Too many red lights, “Geez, don’t they know I have cancer!” Someone cuts me off in traffic, “Hey, she has cancer darn it!”
It breaks the ice and lightens the load. I think laughter is great therapy and awesome medicine!
What do you use to lighten the subject?