Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



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Thursday, December 1, 2011

All I Want For Christmas Is A Clear Brain Scan

From Alvin & The Chipmunks…



Doc: “What’s the matter, patient, you don’t look happy? Why?”
Patient: “Oh, Doc, you know”
Doc: “But you got all those expensive treatments, wasn’t that trial what you wanted?”
Patient: "All I want for Christmas
Is a clear brain scan,
My skin ain’t tan,
Hope my cancer ran!

Gee, if I could only
Have a clear brain scan,
Then I could wish you
"Merry Christmas."
It seems so long since I could play
Jimmy Buffett, lounging on a beach chair
Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be,
If I could only sizzle.

All I want for Christmas
Is a clear brain scan,
My skin ain’t tan,
Need insurance plan.
Gee, if I could only
Have those tan beds banned,
Then I could wish you
"Merry Christmas!"

It seems so long since I could say,
'Hey Bartender, one more Margarita!'
Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be,
If I could only sizzle (ssssss, ssssss)

All I want for Christmas
Is prescriptions banned,
No more Zofran,
Toss my Ativan.

Gee, if I could only
Have insurance plan,
Then I could wish you
Merry Chris, Chris, Chris, a Happy New Year!"

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