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Hey so Denny over at WFNY sent me this Blame Drew’s Cancer screenshot, and the following note:
I haven’t been on BDC for a while so I looked at it after you tweeted about it. Your tweet popped up and I took a screenshot. Thought it’d make you laugh.
If you’re not familiar with the program, Drew has cancer and like is able to do stuff about it that doesn’t involve moping and/or being defeated.
Also, Denny feels close enough to the entire program to refer to it as BDC, and is one of those “two spaces after a period” people.
I’m not in the former category, and will never be in the latter, but Drew’s endeavor reminds me of the various times I’ve been convinced I had cancer.
1) In high school after we had the testicular cancer lesson in Health Class. I was totally positive, to the point that I asked my parents to get me a doctor appointment.
The family doctor was the father of a friend, and I’m pretty sure there was a conversation at their house shortly thereafter about, “Hey, that Spaeth kid thought he had cancer.”
This is how I got voted “Most Likely to Think He Has Cancer” sophomore year.
2) A few weeks after I got that award, I was feeling a lot of pressure to live up to it, so I went back to the doctor to ask him if he could just tell his son I was in with more cancer paranoia. As luck would have it, there was a spot on my neck he thought I needed to get checked out.
Turned out it was just embedded dirt, but for a day or two I was sure I had skin cancer.
3) Just last week, I coughed really hard and my arm hurt, so I thought I had arm cancer. Still waiting on the diagnosis, but someone told me your entire arm can’t get cancer, so hopefully it’s a stress fracture.
Are you a member of the Who Shot Mamba? Facebook Page, and have you ever thought you had cancer.
Please do tell, and be raw and real about it, like I am.
