2.03.2007 belief

The post today included a stern letter from the University of Cambridge School of Clinical Medicine. They point out, correctly, that I have fallen six months behind schedule on cancer tests.

My excuse is that I've been busy. Though if I'm being honest the truth is that I have a superstitious belief that avoiding doctors is the easiest method to stay alive.

This irrational notion persists - and unfortunately, it feels good. I only grasp my profound stupidity after the tests, while waiting for results.

The journalists who have interviewed me here in the UK invariably ask about my medical status and I reply that I'm the healthiest person I know.

This is, mysteriously, true.

The fact that I am at risk of developing another lethal disease is incidental to that fact so I never mention it. Lots of people need to believe that I'm safe and well. Including me.

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