Cancer Faux Pas
I love to meditate before I write. I often ask for guidance and inspiration so that I can uplift myself and other cancer cowgirls. Today, my intuition tells me the following: Screw that! Let’s get naughty! he he he. Folks just say the darnest things sometimes, don’t they? They mean well, they are good people, but sometimes judgement knocks and there ain’t no one home. I think my next book should be a Cancer Miss Manners. Would that be a hoot or what? We could all write down the outrageous verbal bullets we’ve dodged over the cancer years and finally release the issues from our tissues. Here are a few new ones I’ve received on the road. Hope ya giggle!
In a recent local news interview the whole tone was somber and boo hoo. The anchor person had such a sad puppy look on her face while speaking to me in an annoyingly wanna-be soothing tone. Some of these media things take place at ungodly hours, which ties one hand behind your back due to the grog factor. But still I made an olympic and coffee free (bad idea) attempt to muster up some more love fire in order to make over the face of cancer that she was painting. Anyone who reads my book, sees the film or bops around on my blog knows that I am a spit fire and a handful. I am not a victim or a sad sack. Yes, I live with cancer but big whoop! I’m over it, but I forget sometimes that others will never be. Even the title of my projects don’t encourage a head scratch and a hmmmm for some. So get this, the segment begins and this is how I was introduced. “We’re here with Kris Carr who bravely documented her life….and possibly her DEATH”. What?!?!? Way to catch a gal off guard to TV. My response: “Well, that was dramatic, good morning!” FAUX PAS.
Then there are the people who continue to tell me about all the friends and family members in their lives that just died painful, terrible unimaginable deaths from stage IV cancer (my fabulous stage) but then end their sentence with, “but how are you?”
“Well, so and so wasn’t, wow that was tough, not a pretty picture, devastingly gut wrenching…But how are you?”
“Once again, I’M FINE!” Listen, I know this journey can be down right awful and sad but I’m a cancer patient (AKA survivor) too and sometimes I wish folks would think before they remind me of my impending dirt nap.
These may not seem funny to you but they are to me. I’ve been on this road for years now and the faux pas rarely penetrate any more. I even have a stalker that calls book signings acting like a family member only to try and scare the crap out of me with nutty treatments that if I don’t take in a specfic way, I will expire!… quite possibly at the signing, face planting on a pile of books.
Just another day at the Office! Hey, what’s a favorite faux pas of yours? Would love to know I’m ot alone in the madness!
PS. I’m off to San Fransico today! Please check out crazysexytour.com and stop by if you can.