Max just informed me that he needs to wear pink tomorrow and bring at least five pennies to school tomorrow to help fight "breath cancer."
I hate breath cancer. I hope I never get it.
In other cancer-y news, I get to accompany Alyssa to her last chemo treatment tomorrow. (Hooray! Hooray!) I made cookies to help celebrate with her chemo friends and nurses. I packed them in a Brookstone bag I had from last Christmas. I hope the bag won't cause any confusion for anybody. I don't want them trying to use the cookies for an ergonomic neck pillow or to try plugging their iPods into them.
It's just a bag, people.
Anyway, tomorrow, whatever you're doing, I hope you find time to think about those fighting the good fight against cancer. Breast, breath, and otherwise.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
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You brought tears of laughter to my eyes with that one. Breath cancer seriously sounds like the pits.
breath cancer sucks! :)
That's why I chew gum. It's all about prevention. Yay Alyssa! I'm cheering for you! And Tiff, you have no idea how much nurses LOVE treats! :) You are so thoughtful.
I hope the day went well! So, does this mean that Alyssa is free and clear? That's great news. How great, too, that you've been close enough to be with her through this.
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