I suppose I am not feeling particularly "poetic" this week. :)
But this did seem the appropriate blog for my bizarre point of view.
This week my doctor informed me that I have cancer. I'm sure some of my reactions are well within the normal scope, but my main reaction is just flat out weird and silly.
Hopefully you all remember the movie "Alien," otherwise it will just make no sense:
I feel like I have one of those itty bitty tiny aliens residing in my body, ready to just tear the hell out of things (in this case, my peace of mind and a bit of my health). Of course, I don't really think the cancer is going to run around getting huge and slaughtering those around me until Sigourney Weaver can show up and save the day, so it's really only half of an analogy I suppose. But I still feel invaded...
With that feeling comes nervousness, sudden calm, temper, a desire to say "WTF?! Cancer?!" a lot, and some really sick humor (no pun intended). Hey, it may not be funny, but if I don't laugh I think I could lose my mind.
So, anyway to turn "Alien" into a poem? Hmmmmm... I guess that will be next on the agenda.
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