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Ovarian cancer will be diagnosed in 1 of 72 women; 14,000 will die. Please know the symptoms and risk factors: read Outshine: An Ovarian Cancer Memoir. Books at www.amazon.com. ALL PROCEEDS GO TO GYNECOLOGIC CANCER RESEARCH. I am a member of Rave Reviews Book Club and Rave Writers International Society of Authors, and Patient Leadership Council. I WILL NOT USE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS FOR ANY OTHER PURPOSE THAN CONTACTING YOU DIRECTLY. ALL ORIGINAL CONTENT COPYRIGHT 2011 THROUGH 2018.

Saturday, June 3, 2017


This is an excerpt from a blog by Sylvia Swanson of the Vero Beach "Friends After Diagnosis" support group. Like Sylvia, I have always tried to use humor when facing various challenges in my life, including cancer.
(Please check out my special birthday announcement at the end)


                                                                                                      Whether life feels heavy or easy, a hearty laugh makes whatever is happening feel better.  At our home a serotonin boost is welcome any time of day, any day of the week.  Life certainly provides a plethora of opportunities to laugh at ourselves, turning embarrassing moments into lighthearted revelry, and sometimes memorable stories that come out at family reunions (I try to avoid the latter but am not always successful).  Here are a few stories to lighten your day.

       Let’s see – should I start with my mad dash into the men’s restroom?  In my own defense I was desperate and grabbed the first door in the restaurant hallway.   Once I realized my mistake, I quickly exited with gratitude that no one was in the room.  However, my face turned three shades of red just thinking about the possibilities.  

     Then there was the time I tried a new shopping center while we were traveling and noisily walked right into a large glass entrance panel wondering why it didn’t open like the panels on either side.  When I was done laughing at how silly I must have looked, especially to those familiar with the shopping center, I picked myself up and tried to look as though nothing had happened (I haven’t mastered the it’s not me look yet but I’m trying) while wondering why there usually is an audience when these things occur.  

     This is a laugh on Curt with his permission.  During a trip Curt and I were using an underground train station which does present a number of challenges.  The train itself offered a combination of seats and poles for light and heavy traffic.  The train drivers never start or stop smoothly so maintaining one’s balance through a series of jerks often creates the unexpected.  As we boarded we were delighted to see two empty seats right across from each other. 

     I sat down quickly but Curt had only begun his seating decent when the train started with a harder than usual jerk.  He completely lost his balance and his arms shot up trying to connect with one of the balance poles.  He missed the poles, but his arms kept flailing around looking like propellers seeking to go air born endangering the people calmly seated on either side of him.  His derriere was headed into the lap of the woman seated next to him who was looking every bit as surprised as Curt.  She did what anyone would do when another person is about to sit on top of them.  With open hands she shoved his derriere up and over the seat arm rest so he finally landed in the empty seat which was his original intent.  Slightly red in the face, he said his apologies and was relieved to see she was smiling.  He didn’t need to look at me to know I was laughing!  

     This next experience occurred when I was using the public bus transportation system.  My bus pulled up to a stopping area where two elderly people stood with their backs to the bus because it was windy.  The man wasn’t sure if this was the right bus to take so he stepped on board and asked the driver if his destination was on this route.  When told yes he immediately bought two tickets, spotted an empty seat halfway down the center isle, and was about to sit down when he realized his wife wasn’t with him.   She was standing outside completely oblivious to the fact that her husband was already on the bus and thought she was right in back of him.  The bus doors were closing when the husband said, “Oh wait please, my wife is still outside!”  As he walked back down the isle to the door he said jokingly, “I could get rid of her, couldn’t  I.”  He hesitated as though thinking about the possibility, and then smiled and said from the bus door, “Dearie, we’re leaving.  Get on the bus!”  The whole bus laughed and applauded as she got on and little pockets of laughter continued the rest of the way to the shopping area where I left the scene.  The two women in back of me couldn’t stop laughing and kept repeating what he had said which made them laugh again.  One woman declared she thought he was a handsome man and, if the bus had driven off without his wife, she would have gone to sit with him.

    If while reading this you have experienced something between a guffaw and a chuckle, then you have done some destressing.  How about sharing one of your humorous stories in the comment area to help keep the laughter going?  Let’s enhance our health with laughter therapy to boost our immune system and lighten our day.
Until next time - Sylvia

My thanks to Sylvia for sharing this humorous and helpful blog. We all need to put some humor into our daily lives whether we have cancer or not. 

I am celebrating my 9th year of surviving ovarian cancer with two special offers. First, on June 5 & 6 my ebook version of Outshine: An Ovarian Cancer Memoir will be FREE at goo.gl/K9x33h. Even if you have the paperback, getting the free ebook helps spread the word to others.

OR you may purchase my signed paperback for just $3.00 to cover cost of shipping by sending the money to PayPal and emailing me your address at kareningalls1941@gmail.com. All proceeds go to gynecologic cancer research.

                                THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT!   

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