Why I Don’t Ask How You Lost Weight
What If It’s Cancer?
With his almost bald and new clean-cut good looks, David (*not his real name) returned to work after his rigorous round of chemo and radiation.
Wearing a fitted Italian shirt gifted by one of our clients, oddly, his post-cancer appearance implied excellent workout and diet results.
I remember thinking, “Wow, he looks better than before!”
His lymphoma, in remission, reflected in his enhanced mood.
He wasn’t going to die.
We worked in a setting where clients, typically in small groups, visited our site. Sometimes they lived locally but frequently, they flew in from other parts of the country.
Enter a crafting client who obviously hadn’t heard of David’s cancer diagnosis and treatment.
Her eyes lit up when she saw him.
“You look fantastic, David! What are you doing?”
David, being exceedingly polite and professional, responded in a positive but nebulous way.
“Just taking care of myself.” Something to the effect that all was well, without revealing his hellish recent journey of alternating daily chemo and radiation treatments.
