Because you can.
Give it a swift kick in the gonads.
Because YOU can.
Don’t let it kick you in the gonads.
Because it can.
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They say that a man only goes to the hospital if it involves his penis.
After I saw this sign at Princess Margaret Hospital today, I’m starting to believe it :
Believe me, I don’t think that cancer is all moon beams and fairy dust.
It’s not.
It can be a mother f*%$er.
Yes , that is a strong word. It is so strong, I didn’t dare spell the whole word out.
My mother and my dog read this blog. I have a reputation to uphold.
After that F-bomb, my reputation may have just stepped out the door. haha!
Truth is:
Cancer can be a Debbie Downer on all levels. Just ask anyone who is fighting the good fight. It is wicked. Wicked on epic levels of wickedness. There are many times when each and every one of us want to punch cancer in the head.
So yes -
CANCER – You can KISS my ASS. <– a blog post about cancer.
And it is also about LIVING.
Cancer can KISS your ass too. Go ahead.
Try it.
It freaking rocks to tell cancer to kiss it.
Kiss it where the sun don’t shine.
Here is what I choose:
I choose to focus on the success stories. Like Michael. Like so many others who give it all they’ve got.
I think he is a success story. I think they are a success story.
Michael is successfully alive.
***
Men, women, and children….they find ways to slap the C outta Cancer.
***
Cancer is like having a monkey on your back.
~
Sometimes it plays with your hair,
Sometimes it plays funny games,
Sometimes it takes a big crap on your shirt.
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You can quote me on that.
MOST IMPORTANTLY :
For each and every one of you who are touched by cancer…remember this….
AND one thing is for sure….
For all of you who are touched by cancer : fight the good fight.
Fight it with all you’ve got.
Do you know someone with cancer? Hold their hand.
Tell them that you love them.
Because it matters. It really matters.
Do you have cancer? Fight it like it is the most important thing you will ever do in your life.
Because it matters. It really matters.
Punch cancer in the face.
STOMP ON CANCER like it stole your wallet.
BELIEVE.
DO EPIC SHIT.
Because it matters. It really matters.
Big love,









































hi Lynne and Michael,
I really enjoyed visiting your blog… you have a great eye for photography… and you’re funny!! lol
Rene
PMH
Hi Rene !!!!
The worlds best stem cell harvester ! LOL !! Thanks for making our day so awesome yesterday ! Big love to you !!
Bisous Bisous !
Lynne and Michael
When the doctors give us a “life expectancy” after diagnosis, it’s statistics. Statistics don’t apply to individuals. Each of our bodies is unique; we are one-of-a-kind. Our fistfight with cancer will play out in a way that is unique to us . We can hugely influence the outcome with a positive, spunky, “I don’t quit, so bite me!” attitude.
Winston Churchill said “Never, never, never quit!” That is my mantra, with some extra swear words added at the end.
I just read your blog today for the first time and in my view there’s no way your reputation will be tarnished for using the expletive ‘mother fucker’, if anything you should be applauded for being authentic and true to yourself. Unless someone walks a thousand miles in your shoes, they will never know what it’s like to live with can-cer. Expressing your views on cancer is not a time to be polite or to say what people want you to say so that nobody will feel squeamish or uncomfortable.
So kudos to you, lynn.
I’m guessing you’re the creator of the expression ‘do epic shit’ and I’ve decided to add it to my bucket list. Will let you know how things go.
Crocetta
Hi Crocetta!!
Your comment might be my ‘all time FAVE’ blog comment evvvhaaa! You are right…one must fight FIRE WITH FIRE…as they say! It is this comment section of the blog that truly keeps me inspired to keep writing AND dropping the F BOMB every now and again. LOL! It is incredible how comments to a blogger are like high-fives and cheers!! It is FANTASTIC !!!
Thanks for the awesome comment !!!!!!!
Big love,
Lynne xx
I’d leave a longer comment, but I’m off to do EPIC SHIT.
Epically.
xox
Rachel,
You crack me up. Thanks for making me lose my coffee out of my nose this morning. xx