Camelback jibber cracked#
The song, “I’m Going to Love You Through It,” is about a man supporting his wife who has been diagnosed with breast cancer, and instead of singing, “Just take my hand, together we can do it, / I’m gonna love you through it,” Brooke sang: “Just take my hand, together we can do it / Your tits have cancer.” It cracked me up, it cracked her up. Instead of making a doctor’s appointment, I spent the next couple months teasing Brooke by removing my shirt and saying, “Hey, wanna touch my cancer?” It was really fun to walk past her holding my chest and blurting out, “Ow! My cancer!” And then, completely unrelated-as in, we did not connect this to my “benign” lumps-Brooke one day changed the words to the chorus of a popular Martina McBride chorus that seemed to be playing all the time on our local country music station. Brooke, however, believed I needed to get it checked out immediately. I decided that my lumpy breast tissue was merely the result of the ebb and flow of hormones. Because of this, and because the lumps on each breast were nearly symmetrical, each on the outside, I believed everything was normal. I mean, did I feel one then? Perhaps.Īnd as I felt that lump I felt another one, on the right breast, which I also remembered feeling before and finding not as pronounced and even impossible to find on some days.
There was only the day I was with Brooke and felt a lump on my left breast that I vaguely remembered feeling about two years earlier but had thought nothing of. There was no monumental day when I discovered the lump in my breast.
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