We must stop meeting like this
As I was browsing the UK's BBC news website today I came across a wonderful story about a lady who has been battling breast cancer for nearly 20 years and still has managed to give birth to a beautiful baby daughter. Click here to read the full story.
Another brave breast cancer warrior is Ottawa-based Sylvie Fortin. Have a look at her blog, Breast Cancer Victory - click here.
And to round off today's post, some cute one-liners attributed to performers at the recent Edinburgh Festival in Scotland - courtesy of Joe Hoare...
I realised I was dyslexic when I went to a toga party dressed as a goat.
Cats have nine lives. Which makes them ideal for experimentation.
The right to bear arms is slightly less ludicrous than the right to arm bears.
My dad is Irish and my mum is Iranian, which meant that we spent most of our family holidays in Customs.
You have to remember all the trivia that your girlfriend tells you, because eventually you get tested. She'll go: "What's my favourite flower?" And you murmur to yourself: "Hell, I wasn't listening. Self-raising?"
I saw that show, 50 Things To Do Before You Die. I would have thought the obvious one was "Shout For Help".
'Employee of the month' is a good example of how somebody can be both a winner and a loser at the same time.
I like to go into the Body Shop and shout out really loud "I've already got one!"
I enjoy using the technique of self-deprecation - but I'm not very good at it.
If you're being chased by a police dog, try not to go through a tunnel, then on to a little seesaw, then jump through a hoop of fire. They're trained for that.
My check-up went OK and the mammogram was clear. But we're still waiting for Herceptin. I'm due back there in November and fingers crossed, our noble Health Service should have run out of excuses to delay treatment by then.
See you soon! Sz