Sense of humour

I was floored yesterday.  Not by a comment on my breast cancer or my lack of hair, I haven't had chemo yet so no one could tell that I'd had breast cancer. 

A colleague of mine referred to a mistake I made when I was just beginning to write as a journalist.  Admittedly it was a big mistake and at the time I thought it was the end of my career but she told me it was like an initiation and everyone made it sooner or later and that I was lucky that it was sooner.

She brought the mistake up yesterday in a manner that I found to be nasty and rude and I was hurt that she would do that when she knows very well that my emotions are somewhat all over the shop.

I took her to task in an email last night because I knew that if I'd said anything at the time in a room full of people I would regret it later.  Sometimes you just have to hold it in, think about it, understand that people who don't know how to react often react badly.  I often find myself thinking about other people first and hoping that my illness doesn't negatively effect them or their view of me.  Thats sad.

I can giggle as well and I will giggle at myself first and foremost.  Today I was wearing a headscarf in the manner of Molly in A Country Practice if anyone can remember.  Wide scarf, headband style with a big bow on top.  If you knew me that is seriously ridiculous and funny :)

Cas