Joan's husband Ben weakened with each dose of chemo. "It isn’t fair; he doesn’t deserve a life like this," she said. She knew there was only one way to save him.
She went to his lab and found his shrinking raygun. Joan raced back to the hospital, ducking into the bathroom. She tied a string to the trigger, set it for microscopic then pointed it at herself. Joan tugged the string and was soon no bigger than the diseased cells in Ben’s body.
Joan jumped into his mouth then slipped into a vein, which she took to the site of the cancer. The diseased cells quickly surrounded her but she used the strength of her love to defeat them.
When they were all destroyed, she found herself surrounded by white blood cells. They cheered then carried her to Ben’s mouth. Joan barely made it back to the bathroom before the shrinking raygun’s effects reversed.
Her husband was bright eyed and healthy looking when she came out. “It’s a miracle,” the doctors declared.
Joan smiled and held her husband’s hand. “No, it was the power of love.”
© March 2, 2011
I do not know if I should be touched by the story or amused. Maybe both, it was quite funny really.ReplyDelete