this sounds morbid, but is there a site out there with cancer patient jokes? my mother was semi-recently diagnosed with inflammatory breast cancer. i am the resident joker in my family and my mother has expressed that she really appreciates my spur of the moment cancer/chemo quips.
she also appreciates funny, human-interest-type stories related to cancer.
i feel so bad posting this. but i know she’d appreciate it.
Hmm, I can’t think of any cancer jokes myself, but maybe she would enjoy reading Gilda Radner’s book? I am sure that it’s not exactly a laugh a minute but some of the reviews do say it’s funny. Here’s the link to the Amazon.com page with some reviews of the book: http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/038081322X/
I am sorry that your family is facing this. I can understand how humour can be a coping mechanism. My best wishes to your mother.
This is one of my favorites. My grandfather told it to me when he was being treated for prostate cancer last year.
An old man is at his yearly checkup with the doctor. The doctor tells him he has bad news. “First off, you have cancer.”
The old man looks sad, but nods. “I’ve had a full life,” he says.
“Second,” says the doctor, “you have alzheimers disease.”
The old man shrugs. “Well, thank God I don’t have cancer.”
Get Erma Bombeck’s excellent book “I Want to Grow Up, I Want to Grow Hair, I Want to Go to Boise.” It’s the story of children with cancer, told with Erma Bombeck’s sense of humor. Yes, it sounds like a morbid, sick contradiction in terms, but it is definitely worth reading.
For “funny, human-interest-type stories related to cancer” you might look at this online comic strip, Mom’s Cancer"Mom’s Cancer" tells the story of my mother’s battle with metastatic lung cancer. It’s not a “how-to” manual about treating the disease. If I’ve learned anything, it is that every cancer, patient, physician, and outcome is unique. Rather, “Mom’s Cancer” focuses on how a serious illness can affect patient and family, both practically and emotionally, in ways that I’ve discovered are very common. Many readers have written to tell me how surprised and gratified they were to learnthey weren’t alone.
Here you will find a book called “Thanks for the Mammogram”. It’s short, cute, and funny. My Aunt had/has Breast Cancer and she gets books like this all the time. It’s easy to read and has some cute/corny jokes and stories about the author and her need to use humor to deal with chemo, baldness, masectomy, etc…She might like it. It’s very honest.
Best wishes for a speedy recovery. And feel free to e-mail me if you’d like to talk to an “outsider” that’s been there. (It’s in the profile), I spent LOADS of time with my aunt during all of her ups and downs, and with a friend while her mom battled the dreaded “C” as well.
Tom Batiuk, writer of the Funky Winkerbean comic, did a series on Lisa Moore’s battle with breast cancer. They were bound in a volume called “Lisa’s Story.” It is an excellent cancer story.
Check out the movie/book/play by Julia Sweeney called “God Said Ha!” which is a happy/sad tale of how her life changed when her brother got cancer, her family moved in, and then she had cancer as well.
As for personal anecdotes, my friend’s grandmother had lung cancer and was in bed rest at my friend’s mother’s house. We’d stay up all talking, joking, playing cards, and tried to keep her spirits up. One night, the grandmother went to sleep early and my friend and I were sitting outside talking. Both of us shared a dark sense of humor and were just riffing off of that. One thing led to another and before we knew it, we were in front of grandma in the dark with a flashlight in her face saying “Come into the light, (Grandma), come into the light.” Until we started laughing. Grandma got a kick out of it, but the mother, well she wasn’t too happy.
This story was told at my friend’s funeral. She died of breast cancer at home with her family around her, holding hands and singing, not a bad way to go. After she was gone, someone said they were going to call the funeral home and have them send over a hearse to remove her body. One of the in-laws, whose first language was not English, misunderstood this as “horse” and was quite confused at the thought of poor Jean being taken away slung over a saddle. After some discombobulated dialogue on this point, she was set straight.
These are great stories.
My Daughter Naomi passed away two years ago just before her 7th birthday. She always had a strong spirit and good humor about her illness. She would sing: Wibbledy wobbledy wone, the cancer’s in my bone!
It threw hospital workers for a curve. Morphine made her hallucinate and that was weird. It took 5 nurses and I to restrain her once to access her for a transfusion. She fought with everything she had. Not just hostital staff either, but the whole sick situation.
Prayers for you and your mom.
A few months after my mother had a mastectomy, she turned the corner right as I was gesturing. I elbowed her - hard - in her remaining breast. After she finished wincing she looked at me and said “Damn! Are you trying to get rid of the other one?”
You might also want to take a look at Fran Drescher’s Cancer Schmancer .