One-upmanshipPosted: November 15, 2010 Filed under: breast cancer | Tags: bilateral mastectomy, breast cancer, cancer battle, cancer diagnosis, cat, cat fight, recovery, stitches, surgery, survivor 7 Comments
So I was minding my own business at the pack & mail when a guy in the store started talking to the store owner about the stitches in his finger. He had been bitten by a cat and had 5 stitches. He wanted to show Monica, the owner, his stitches, and she was grossed out and didn’t want to look. She asked me if I was squeamish. I had one of those moments of wondering, does she want me to answer truthfully, or make nice and say something normal?
Y’all can probably guess where this is going. I said, I used to be squeamish but I’ve had to do some stuff lately that I never thought I’d be able to do.
The man asked if I wanted to see his stitches, or if I’d be grossed out. I didn’t hesitate to one-up him. I said, 5 stitches? Dude, I had a double mastectomy; 5 stitches is nothing.
I think I might have ruined his day. But, a little perspective is a beautiful thing.