There have been days when I’ve felt mighty sorry for myself. And who hasn’t? Lucky for you, today isn’t one of those days and I can poke some fun at myself to the tune of Linda Ronstadt’s “Poor Poor Pitiful Me”…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmKJ66X0QvM
Well they lay my head in the scanning bed
Lookin’ for the big black C
But my brain don't show in scans no more
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Oh these docs won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe woe is me
Well I had dark tans back in my fool youth
No I didn’t wear no ‘screens
Well they really blew black cancer loose
Spread from smithereens
Yes it really worked me over good
I was no credit to my gender
Put me through some changes Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Oh these docs won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe woe is me
Well I saw some docs in oncology
For this melanoma
They drugged me up and they knocked me down
I begged "Put me in a coma"
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Oh these docs won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe woe is me
Poor poor poor me
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor poor me
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor poor me
Poor poor pitiful me
If you’re having one of those days and feeling guilty about it, well, cut yourself some slack.
Tutu Brothers
my partner in crime @HotelMelanoma as we work to #finishcancer a little laughter in a ALL to serious world of cancer pic.twitter.com/OQ0S3rPCYS
— Mark Williams (@melaphukanoma) September 15, 2016
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Love it! We all need to learn not to be so hard on ourselves.
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