Treatment
I was on a flight back to Los Angeles from Atlanta last night when it started. Like unexpected turbulence, it hit me with a sudden jolt. Instantly, I had a strong and almost completely uncontrollable urge to laugh out loud and very loudly. I knew if I started, I wouldn’t stop.
A scene from Old Dogs--the launching pad for my current state of welcomed humor.
At the time I was watching the comedy, Old Dogs. Yes, it is highly entertaining, but without warning, it went from humorous to the funniest movie I had ever seen! Five times I had to remove my headphones and conduct an emergency form of bio/mental feedback combined with serious amounts of lip biting, lest American flight 2485 would be forced to make an emergency landing to remove a certifiably loony passenger from the cabin.
This morning, I drove to work looking like The Joker out of Batman. I fixed my stare straight ahead, not wanting to creep out any drivers who were also on the road. When my colleague, Jan W., passed my office and said good morning, I lost it and fell into a wonderfully enjoyable fit of laughter. You have to understand that in the process of dealing with my cancer reality, Jan has seen me hanging out on the other side of Lupron. Early on, she saw me as I hit the emotional potholes immediately following my diagnosis. This morning’s bout of laughter came bounding out as if to say, “Look, Jan, I’m a-okay… Really… I’m laughing!”
A reader of this blog, David S., recently posted a comment that included the following line: “I had a ‘year of tears’ and then 6 months of ‘inappropriate laughter.’” Just one month into Lupron, it seems I beat poor David to the hormonal punchline.
I have to attend an ATO fraternity dinner for alumni and potential new members tonight. I’m hoping I don’t turn into the entertainment and scare away potential new pledges.
However, it might be nice if this reaction lasts a few days. It could make for a terrific weekend. I’d also like to receive my second injection on Monday with a big smile on my face.
A scene from Old Dogs--the launching pad for my current state of welcomed humor.
At the time I was watching the comedy, Old Dogs. Yes, it is highly entertaining, but without warning, it went from humorous to the funniest movie I had ever seen! Five times I had to remove my headphones and conduct an emergency form of bio/mental feedback combined with serious amounts of lip biting, lest American flight 2485 would be forced to make an emergency landing to remove a certifiably loony passenger from the cabin.
This morning, I drove to work looking like The Joker out of Batman. I fixed my stare straight ahead, not wanting to creep out any drivers who were also on the road. When my colleague, Jan W., passed my office and said good morning, I lost it and fell into a wonderfully enjoyable fit of laughter. You have to understand that in the process of dealing with my cancer reality, Jan has seen me hanging out on the other side of Lupron. Early on, she saw me as I hit the emotional potholes immediately following my diagnosis. This morning’s bout of laughter came bounding out as if to say, “Look, Jan, I’m a-okay… Really… I’m laughing!”
A reader of this blog, David S., recently posted a comment that included the following line: “I had a ‘year of tears’ and then 6 months of ‘inappropriate laughter.’” Just one month into Lupron, it seems I beat poor David to the hormonal punchline.
I have to attend an ATO fraternity dinner for alumni and potential new members tonight. I’m hoping I don’t turn into the entertainment and scare away potential new pledges.
However, it might be nice if this reaction lasts a few days. It could make for a terrific weekend. I’d also like to receive my second injection on Monday with a big smile on my face.