This is my
private term for making
manipulative use of the
terror and pity that
cancer inspires in most people.
I'm a cancer patient. I'm not dying;1 I'm not in pain; I'm not even greatly inconvenienced 2 by it. However, every so often I succumb to the temptation to say, "Excuse me, I'm a CANCER PATIENT..." in order to intimidate people into considering my needs.
Mea culpa.
- Except in the sense that I am mortal, just like everyone else.
- These things are relative. I have very low energy, but I was never a triathlete anyway.