Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Under the wire

I’d better post quickly before October’s over. I’m not the most regular at the best of times, but I don’t like to see a month missing over in the archives. I’ve been contemplating Mrs. Kennedy’s NaBloPoMo challenge, modeled after NaNoWriMo, which I’ve also flirted with in the past, a long-distant past during which I actually believed myself capable of such a feat. Or, at least, believed momentarily: I didn’t ever try. But I’m not sure I want to set myself up to fail, on the heels of my recent larger, more profound failures. So we’ll see.

What’s been happening, you ask? Three steps forward, two steps back. I had a perverse pleasure running into an old friend as I was parking outside the Peter MacCallum Cancer Institute. “Hey, Caroline,” he called out as he approached by bicycle, a small dog named Scooter running alongside. “What are you doing here? You got cancer?” “Yes,” I answered, though in truth I’m not sure this is entirely accurate anymore. We both burst out laughing, relishing the absurdity of the exchange. We arranged that he’d meet me back at the car after my appointment, and that he’d help haul some boxes upstairs to my studio. He was nowhere to be seen after, though admittedly, I was very late. Another friend suggested that my mistake was not providing a timeframe for my demise: that I may have gotten help if I’d suggested I had three days to live or something similarly dire. As I’m writing this, I’m wondering if this story is at all funny to anyone but me? Part of the problem with my current set of predicaments is how profoundly self-absorbing they are, and as such, I’m worried I’ve lost some of my critical faculties. Morbid humour has a very limited appeal, I know, and I haven’t had reason to engage in it much. I’m fine, really: so lucky to have had such a relatively minor brush. But I couldn’t help myself: the look on my friend’s face was worth at least some of the pain of the last few months. He and I will be laughing about it for years.

8 Comments:

Blogger Ampersand Duck said...

Morbid humour is GOOD and life-affirming. You should engage with it constantly to keep yourself sane.

So good to see you posting! How's that studio?

8:05 AM  
Anonymous K said...

The jokes about my Ma being an Amazon - apparently they used to hack off one breast so they could shoot arrows better - were flying around when she had breast cancer. They helped a lot. And your story made ME laugh, anyway. Wishing you all the best, and happy to see you back (although a post a day for all of November? I struggle to think up something interesting for every three days!!)

9:15 AM  
Blogger Meg said...

Morbid humour, you had me chuckling.
But also -the story as you tell it has gotten me intrigued. If this were the first paragraph of a fiction book I'd picked up while browsing, I would definitely read on to find out what happened. Where was the friend? Perhaps some tragic (and morbidly humorous) event occurred that made him even later to meet you - and he arrived at an empty parking spot...
Film rights - A muscial - I can see it all unfolding...

9:25 AM  
Blogger meggie said...

I laughed at your story too! And then I laughed at the nice scenario set out by Meg!
I had the same thoughts- what happened? where did he go,? why? etc.

Having had cancer have 2 swipes at me, I know the depths, but humour does help!

1:02 PM  
Blogger Di said...

well I laughed too- I love the odd completely inappropriate joke. So embarassing when the target audience doesn't appreciate them though..
I hope you meet your friend again some time soon!

10:36 PM  
Blogger maggiegracecreates said...

I too laughed at the exchange here. I suffer from inappropriate humour syndrome. When I was waiting for my lumpectomy with my husband the nurse came in to prep me for the surgery. She asked if I wanted my husband to leave while she did. I Looked up and said "That's not my husband - he stayed home - that's my lover and he wouldn't leave me for anything." My husband was not amused. I thought it to be wildly funny.

I am glad you are fine. I found you through Alicia's blog. Long time lurker - first time commentor.

4:48 AM  
Anonymous nichola said...

oh how i chuckled. nice to see you posting again.

8:56 PM  
Anonymous Alicia P. said...

Ohmigosh, so good to hear you laughing. xoxox

1:43 PM  

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