So I was lying on a couch in Kim's hospital room at least 10 feet away from her, when we have this conversation...
Me: reading something - when I subtly "let one go". (i.e. silent and harmless fart)
Not 2 seconds later....
Kim: Did you fart? (lying on her bed)
Me: Huh? (incredulous that anyone could smell anything that quickly)
Kim: Did you fart?
Me: Uhhhh....yeah, like 2 seconds ago. (sniffing the air)...I can't even smell anything.
Kim: Well, I can....and it stinks.
Me: Sorry. (sheepish grin)
Thinking about it some more....
Me: How did you smell that?!?
Kim: I don't know.
Me: I think it's the chemo they gave you. It makes you nauseous and now you have this super-human ability to smell.
Kim: shrugging shoulders
Me: Great....so I'm going to have to hold my farts for the next 4 months?
Me: Hey...I've got toxins that need to be released from my body too!
It then dawned on me that there may be some truth in saying when it comes to cancer....the spouse has it harder than the patient. God help me.
Trust me. I was not looking for an opportunity to share about my very private gastrointestinal issues. But someone told me yesterday that laughter is clinically proven to help cancer cure rates. So please follow my lead and share a joke, funny story, etc by inserting a "Comment" below (could be anything - about life, Kim, me, anyone or anything). It just has to be relatively clean (I just set the low bar) and it has to make Kim laugh. I'll give a prize to the best entry submitted in the next 24 hours!
P.S. Still no word on when the Rituxan will start up again (probably soon) - but please pray that Kim will respond well to it. Thank you.