Speaking About Friends All Over The World…
In my last post, I mentioned Chesney, my rock star friend from the U.K. and Lei, my hula-dancer friend from Hawaii.
Who I’d really like to be friends with is Fran Drescher. I’ve been watching reruns of her show, The Nanny, and I think she is hilarious. That’s not the main reason that I want to be her friend, though.
When I was first diagnosed with Stage III breast cancer, my mom gave me Dr. Susan Love’s Breast Book. I turned to the chapter on special cases which talked about my particular type of cancer: “Locally-advanced breast cancer…. 35-40 percent of people die.…”
I shut that book and tried reading Crazy Sexy Cancer but it was a bit over the top for me. After skimming through Why I Wore Lipstick To My Mastectomy, I wanted to jump off the nearest bridge because the book was such a downer.
Finally, I stumbled across Fran Drescher’s Cancer Schmancer. When I was through reading her delightful book, I wanted to move in with her so that we could fight cancer together.
I wonder how one goes about meeting her? I think the two of us—once we’ve become fast friends, of course—should go on Ellen and do the show: a nice, cheerful episode on how to deal with cancer gracefully. We could chat with Ellen, hand out free books, and encourage other women that they, too, can make it through cancer like we have.
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