Yes, I have a cell phone, and yes, I have a brain tumor. My neurosurgeon said that the rate of newly diagnosed brain tumors does not correlate with the steep rise in cordless and wireless phone usage over the past two decades, so he didn't advise getting rid of my phone. (Which is good, because my family members would rather not have to wait for me to drive home before I can share MRI results.)
Over the weekend my husband helped me find a new ringtone for my cell phone, because the default one was pretty annoying. My phone is now rigged to pay Lionel Richie's "Hello" (our song) when my husband calls. (I know--awwww.)
When anyone else calls, it plays the BYU fight song, which takes me back to my college days, shivering in the stadium but having fun at the football games. The unfortunate thing about this ringtone, however, is that it only plays the BYU fight song as far as the upbeat leading to the chorus, which is an awful place to cut off the song (but at least that way I won't miss as many calls while I'm mentally shaking pom-poms).
There's nothing like having a song cut off at a good spot, to permanently set that song playing over and over in my head. So I figured, hey -- if it's going to play in my head all day, I may as well make up my own words for a personal "fight" song, to cheer on the healthy parts of my body:
Over the weekend my husband helped me find a new ringtone for my cell phone, because the default one was pretty annoying. My phone is now rigged to pay Lionel Richie's "Hello" (our song) when my husband calls. (I know--awwww.)
When anyone else calls, it plays the BYU fight song, which takes me back to my college days, shivering in the stadium but having fun at the football games. The unfortunate thing about this ringtone, however, is that it only plays the BYU fight song as far as the upbeat leading to the chorus, which is an awful place to cut off the song (but at least that way I won't miss as many calls while I'm mentally shaking pom-poms).
There's nothing like having a song cut off at a good spot, to permanently set that song playing over and over in my head. So I figured, hey -- if it's going to play in my head all day, I may as well make up my own words for a personal "fight" song, to cheer on the healthy parts of my body:
KRISTA'S FIGHT SONG
Rise immune system, and hurl your challenge to the foe.
You will fight, day or night, rain or snow.
Loyal, strong, and true
Do what you must do.
While we sing, get set to spring.
Defeat the tumor, it's up to you.
OH -
(this is where the cell phone stops playing, but my mind keeps going...)
Rise and shout, the tumor's knocked out
We're on the the way to re-co-ver-y.
Rise and shout, our cheers will ring out
As we unfold a victr'y story.
On we go to vanquish the foe, so I can raise my son and daughter.
As we join in song, in praise of God, our faith is strong,
We'll raise our voices high in refrain,
And cheer what's healthy inside my brain!!!
G-L-I-A-L!
G-L-I-A-L!
G-L-I-A-L!
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, healthy glial cells!!!!!!!!
Rise and shout, the tumor's knocked out
We're on the the way to re-co-ver-y.
Rise and shout, our cheers will ring out
As we unfold a victr'y story.
On we go to vanquish the foe, so I can raise my son and daughter.
As we join in song, in praise of God, our faith is strong,
We'll raise our voices high in refrain,
And cheer what's healthy inside my brain!!!
G-L-I-A-L!
G-L-I-A-L!
G-L-I-A-L!
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, healthy glial cells!!!!!!!!
3 comments:
Krista, I know you're getting better if you can write that fight song! Goooooooooo Krista!
ps, later I'll send you an email about my brother-in-law's experience w/ the Coug Fight Song at the Magic Castle in Hollywood. You'll enjoy it.-joyce
ps, I'm running behind. Tell your mom I've gone to Boston for a week or so.
Krista - you crack me up. I have a memory of that song too. It's one of my roommate in college singing that chorus to wake me up in the morning. I guess she didn't want me to be late for class. :o)
(((HUGS)))
Teri
That's awesome.
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