Sometimes it's hard to be funny. Granted, Tom Green went and wrote that song called Feel Your Balls, and so I can't say no one laughs at cancer. I would guess that laughing helps more than being morose, even. However, that said...I'm getting on the Public Service soapbox to tell everyone to have their colons checked. Because someone else poking around your ass for a few minutes is less awkward than having to tell people someone you love has cancer.
But there it is. Someone I love has cancer. If I were playing cancer in the family bingo, I'd now have five parts marked off, and that's too much for these people I look up to and care about.
So feel your balls, feel your boobs, go get your lady parts and butts checked, people. Don't let pesky little things like taking care of your family, business, life, and a million other things stop you. The CDC is working on a free screening project, which maybe they would expand if there was more call for it. Call for it, even if you have no intention of meeting Polyp Man. And there is a Polyp Man.
Colorectal cancer is preventable, treatable, and beatable.
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