Played badminton with a couple of high school friends today. It’s the first time they’ve seen me since I’ve contracted the big P, and they were really cool about it. Particularly when I started to bleed through my shirt halfway through the game. The fact that one of them’s a doctor may have helped the others in accepting me as well as understanding my condition.
Anyway, I’ve discovered that my condition can be really handy as a conversation piece. But the downside is, during the game, I somehow got the feeling that they were taking it easy on me because of my condition.
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