Says my wonderful new masseuse, Mai, about her mother.

I told Mai about my cancer, in part to explain why my left shoulder was so fucked. She told me her mother had had breast cancer.

Then tells me,  ‘7 years, then she has gone away.’ Gone where, I ask? ‘She has gone away’, says Mai. We have clearly clicked.

After a few more of these less than enlightening interactions, I think she was trying to tell me that her mother lived for 7 years with breast cancer and then died. Its not funny, but I did have to laugh to myself, poor Mai telling me repeatedly her mother has gone away, me clueless, and then ‘reassuring’ me by informing me her mother had lived 7 years. Love it.