So there I was enjoying a nice dinner with my sweetie when all of a sudden it happened! My bulb exploded. The bulb at the end of the drain inserted into my chest to collect "boob juice". Laugh. Out loud. There is absolutely no other way.
Freshly "juiced" I managed to re-assemble myself and enjoy my chile verde and (2) margaritas. As for my date, he walked away, also laughing. It was funny! And he came back, still laughing.
Cancer can kill you and there is no joke about it. But laughing out loud will get you through the treatments. There has yet to be a good reason to be mad. I won't give cancer the satisfaction.
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