Anne-Marie,

When I was going through radiation, the elevator down to the nuking level was plastered with great cartoons. Someone seemed to be constantly updating them, so there was always something new to read that would make me laugh. (I occasionally hoped the elevator would break down so I'd have time to get through all of them.)

One of the reasons I tried to keep going to work as much as possible during treatment was because I worked with some people who had great senses of humor. I found it to be great therapy to try to socialize as much as possible with them, even when I felt really lousy, because it helped to take my mind off of the nasty side effects I was feeling.

Cathy