I have met some very nice people because I have breast cancer, but would rather have met them some other way, or, quite honestly, not at all.
I never liked pink, although I quite like pink cashmere bedsocks, as my feet are always cold now, and someone sent me a very comfortable pink bedcap which I did wear in the winter as my bedroom was freezing, but even that would have been better in bright red or black.
My stupid sister sent me another one of those candle emails yesterday - I let out such a yell as I opened it! This one was titled “The Cutest Breast Cancer email I Have Ever Seen” and it featured a photo of a baby girl wearing a dress with the words “please find a cure for breast cancer before I grow boobs”.
People just don’t bloody well get it do they? Even when you tell them…
Bahons, I think it has to be the worst of the bunch. I wouldn’t mind so much, but I told her last year that it can be quite offensive for women who have been diagnosed with BC to receive this type of email. She kind of had her tail between her legs a bit and said sorry. Judging by this, she wasn’t listening. TBH, when she comes over at the end of the month I’m quite glad she is spending all her time in London as I would probably want to slap her. Better for me to be 450 miles away I think…she was here in Scotland for 3 weeks last year and I only saw her for a couple of hours. You wouldn’t think we spent 20 years living 15 minutes walk from each other in London and that we travelled to work together. When I got BC I felt completely abandoned by her. Families, I often wonder what they are all about!
Yes! Sign me up for the ‘marauding collective’, too! Sounds ace.
We should be able to devise the ultimate e-mail riposte for these dreadful communications…what does everyone think? Polite, waspish, sophisticated and laced with some well researched bc facts and a pointed photo or two.