My favorite coping mechanism through all of this has been humor.
The darkest of it.
I remember one day when I just got diagnosed, we were walking in downtown with two of my good friends as I was breaking the news to them. And as I described my agenda, I mentioned that I'm still going to dance workshops because "cancer is not a valid reason to miss a dance class!".
As I said this, I realized that this past sentence came out too loud, and that a couple walking in front of us looked back at us and scanned me thoroughly.
I obviously blushed, and we all had a good laugh, but I don't think that couple appreciated the joke as much.
Later on, I came across my (now) favorite cancer meme page @thecancerpatient
, and it just fed my black humor needs on a daily basis.
And I totally don't mind anyone raising the bar on mortality jokes nowadays. Please be my guest.