Heath, OH - When Marcia Thomas learned she had stage III cervical cancer, she decided it would be easier to make her family miserable than to carry on.
“I don’t want to go alone, George.” Thomas told her forlorn husband sitting bedside. “Couldn’t you just feed me a delicious lead bullet and then swallow one yourself?”
She was whispering something about Drano® when her husband stood, shook his head and left the room in disgust.
“Here’s a plastic bag, honey,” Thomas said, turning to her 6 year-old daughter. “Why don’t you put it over your head and come up to Heaven with mommy?”
There is a 25 percent chance Thomas will survive the cancer but die of embarrassment for the way she’s behaved.