#Leucky

I want to get #Leucky to trend amongst the cancer community.

Definition: The full spectrum of of luck, from good to bad, that is brought on by having Leukemia.

Obviously it’s easy to see the bad luck that the disease can bring to a person. Ex: “welp, all my eyelashes fell into my cereal this morning, #leucky me!” or “My blood platelet count is lower than my IQ, it’s my #leucky day!”

But to be honest with you, I’ve been using it in a much more positive light, because if you’ve been reading my blog you may have noticed that I have fetishized the disease into a demented positivity. Every time I read through the comments on my donation page I feel like the #lueckiest man alive. When a nurse tells me that my energy has elevated the mood of the entire cancer ward I realize how #leucky I am to be able to help other people just by being myself. When my girlfriend goes way out of her way to make me feel loved despite my #unleucky circumstances, I know that I #leucked out big time.

Leukemia is random. It is a totally unexplained genetic mutation that just fucking happens to you for no reason. It’s just straight up bad #leuck and there is no denying it. The reality, though, is that my #leuck had no where to go but up immediately after learning my diagnosis. After that happened, everything else in my life suddenly appeared to be good #leuck because there are very few things that are lower on the #leuck spectrum than developing Leukemia. Every single thing that has happened to me since my diagnosis has been a fucking blessing in comparison. I guess my point is that all #leuck is relative, and sometimes having the worst #leuck of your life is the only thing that makes you realize how #leucky you actually are.

*some credit goes to Jason Hayes for coming up with the hashtag, but most of the credit still goes to me BECAUSE I HAVE CANCER.

(thanks Jason)