Laugh No Matter What

My 78 year-old mother has been ill for quite some time. Last month she was diagnosed with an aggressive form of leukemia.  She is too ill to pursue treatment, so the decision was made to pursue quality of life. She does not have much time. My sister-in-law and I looked on tearfully as the doctor told us the grave news. After the doctor left the room, my mother turned to us and said, "I just want to say the F-word." Now I know where I get my humor from.

My mother is far too proper to say the F-word. I said it for her. Besides, I think swearing is good for the liver.