My sense of humour definitely helps me get by. I don't know where I'd be without it. One of my favourite moments was when I had to go see a haematological oncologist because my blood work was seriously off. My Dr. had made the referal after being completely stumped by the results.

It was all very nurturing and serious at the local cancer hospital. I was met by a nurse, the Dr. and a med student who was observing.

They asked me what symptoms I'd noticed. I said, well I have a lot of abnormal bruising, but what really freaked me out was I noticed my blood clotting time wasn't normal. (Apparantely it isn't normal to know what normal blood clotting time is.) So the nurse asked me, "Oh are you a nurse?". I said, no - but I used to self-injure through cutting so I have a pretty good sense of what's normal for me.

The look on the med student's face was priceless - he looked like he wanted to bolt from the room. The Dr. was pretty good about it, he just kind of went ahha and went on with the exam.

The other line I liked was from my music teacher, after I'd had a seizure - I was waiting for an EEG and CAT scan, and the Dr's were worried about a brain tumour. She looked at me and said, "Oh I'm sure it will be fine. The universe wouldn't be so mean as to make you crazy AND give you a brain tumour. LOL

--splitimage