Desperate Housewives S03E22 What Would We Do Without You (Deux gars, deux filles) (VO&VF+STFR&EN)
Carlos revealed his deepest desire.
It's about children. I want them so bad.
Tom forced the issue.
- You sleeping with my wife? - Of course not.
Rick came clean.
I have feelings for you. I know you feel something.
You can't work here anymore.
And Susan's tortured love life...
I was on my way to propose to you.
- ... was finally... - What would you have said?
...on the mend.
Exactly one year had passed
since the night Mike Delfino and Susan Mayer
were supposed to become engaged.
So when Mike took Susan to her favorite restaurant,
she just knew he was going to pop the question.
What are you gonna have?
And when he did...
The chicken.
...she'd be ready with her answer.
But as the evening wore on, the moment Susan had been waiting for...
...failed to materialize.
And though many opportunities presented themselves...
...the question was never asked.
Until the thought began to dawn on Susan,
that perhaps...
...it never would.
You're pretty quiet over there. Was dinner OK?
If by "OK" you mean uneventful, then yes.
- Something on your mind? - Mike, what day is today?
- Wednesday. - Yes.
It's also the anniversary of the day we were supposed to get engaged.
A year ago tonight, you were on your way to ask me to marry you
when you got hit by that stupid car.
That was a year ago? Time really flies.
- Is that all you have to say? - Why are you getting mad?
I thought you were gonna propose tonight!
Why would I want to commemorate the anniversary of the night
that some maniac put me in a coma?
Because this date has special meaning for us.
I sat in front of that trailer for six hours thinking you hated me,
and a proposal would've brought the entire thing full circle.
It'd have turned a bad memory into a beautiful one.
You really thought this through, didn't you?
Yes, I did. Because I am a thoughtful person.
And whenever we do get married, that is something you are gonna have to work on.
I'll do my best.
By the way... does that seem familiar?
Oh, my God. I can't believe that you did this.
Well, I wanted to... How'd you put it?
...turn a bad memory into a beautiful one.
Now go sit in front of that trailer.
I promise I'll show up this time.
Yes, Susan knew Mike was about to pop the question,
the one she thought he'd never ask.
Oh, Mike...
And thanks to Susan...
Will you marry me?
...he never did.
Luckily, it wasn't the question she needed to hear...
I kind of had a speech prepared, but sure, what the heck?
...it was the answer.
From the moment we wake up in the morning...
What time is it?
...till our head hits the pillow at night...
Did you lock the front door?
Our lives are filled with questions.
Did you remember to buy more shaving cream?
Simple ones that are easy to answer.
Can I still pull this look off? Yeah?
But some questions are so dangerous,
the truth is not an option.
- Are you mad at Daddy? - No. Why would you think that?
- Because you're not talking to him. - When two people have known each other
as long as Mommy and Daddy have, they don't have to always talk.
A sign of a good relationship is being comfortable in silence.
True. Although, Mommy ignoring me last night at work
wasn't what I'd call comfortable.
Well, Daddy probably didn't notice that I was unloading 20-pound bags of flour
'cause he still can't lift them.
Mommy didn't have time to sit around and chew the fat.
Well, you haven't wanted to chew the fat for five days now.
Come on. Something's obviously bugging you.
I'm trying to have breakfast with my family
- and you're picking a fight. - I want to talk!
There's nothing to talk about. Leave me alone.
- Fine. - Good.
Sorry I asked.
Hey, François, it's Susan Mayer. Call me as soon as you get this.
I told you my wedding was off, but it's back on,
and I wanna see if you're still available to do the flowers. Bye.
Oh, just so you know, Ian's not the groom anymore. Long story.
Call me.
There, I think I've left messages for everyone.
Are you sure it's OK for us to have the same wedding I was planning with Ian?
Be honest.
Well, I stole his bride, I guess I can poach his florist.
Gosh, I just keep thinking there's someone I've forgotten to tell.
Caterer, band, florist...
- Um, guests? - Oh, my God!
- I had Julie call and cancel everyone. - Just call them back.
You can't invite people to a wedding on the phone!
You have to send a proper invitation. Want people to think I'm a flake?
Hi, Curt, it's Susan Meyer. You did my wedding invitations?
I'm gonna need another batch.
Exactly the same, only change the name "Ian Hainsworth" to "Mike Delfino. "
Long story. Call me.
What's with the frown? You trying to get wrinkles before the wedding?
No, I can't find a good flower girl.
Lynette's hinting to use Penny, but I saw her in that
pre-school sing-along and sorry, but we're talking zero charisma.
- I had a thought about the flower girl. - You did?
My cleaning lady has a daughter. Where's that picture?
Look familiar?
Oh, my God, she looks just like me when I was that age.
That's what I thought. This way, the wedding procession
starts with you as this beautiful girl, ends with you
as the stunning bride you've become.
I love that you're so into this wedding.
Most men would be like, "Yeah. Tell me where the church is. "
But you're as obsessed as me.
Like a hot groom and a gay best friend all rolled into one.
Well, can you blame me for wanting to make everything as perfect as you?
- Feel better? - Yeah.
There must've been a bad scallop in that paella last night.
You'd think that half-bottle of tequila you drank would've disinfected it.
Oh, sorry to interrupt.
I'm just, uh, moving some stuff over to Susan's house.
- You two shacking up now? - Actually, we're getting married.
- You're kidding! Congratulations! - Thanks.
You don't waste any time.
Wasted a year. Don't want to wake up one more day without her lying next to me.
Oh, God. Here comes what's left of breakfast.
And, uh, you two better be careful.
All this wedding fever going around, you might catch it.
Yeah, right.
What?
I'm sorry, I didn't realize the concept of our being married
- was such a thigh-slapper. - Come on, Edie.
It's too soon for us to be talking marriage. We only started dating.
Well, I know, but we could live together.
We're either at my house or your house every night anyway.
Yeah, true, but...
Well, why not? We're not kids anymore, Carlos.
And I really care about you. Don't you care about me?
Of course I do.
But... I just took over Mike's lease yesterday.
Oh, please. Old lady Sims can find another tenant.
Edie, I already signed the papers. I have a responsibility.
That rent helps pay for her nursing home.
You understand, right?
Mrs. Sims?
Edie? Edie Britt?
- Hi! Are you up for a visit? - Well, of course!
What a nice surprise. I haven't seen you for years.
Oh, I know. And I feel awful about that.
I have always liked you so much.
You know, Wisteria Lane hasn't been the same since you left.
Well, with my arthritis, I just couldn't live alone anymore.
But what I get from renting more than pays for this place.
Oh, well, that's good.
Although, with Mike Delfino getting married,
- your house is gonna be empty now. - Actually, no.
A friend of Mike's just signed a lease. A very nice man. What was his name?
Carlos Solis.
- Oh, dear. - What?
What did Mike tell you about Carlos?
Oh, just that he's a nice, responsible man.
Oh, well, he is when he's sober.
He has a drinking problem?
Well, actually, what I heard is...
What am I doing? I shouldn't be indulging in idle gossip.
- Edie, please! - Smack. He does smack.
What? Good heavens.
Well, he seemed such a nice man when I met him. And he's got a good job.
I know. What is that term? "Functional junkie. "
This is very upsetting. Maybe I should re-think this.
No! I should learn to shut my big mouth.
Here I am blathering on about drugs and prostitutes...
Prostitutes? You never said anything about prostitutes.
And I'm not going to.
Frankly, I don't want to be on his bad side.
Edie, I can't have someone like that in my house.
- I have to tear up this lease. - Oh, no, I can't let you do that.
Not with your arthritis. Here, you let me.
- Gabby! - Oh, Susan!
Julie told me about Ian. I am so sorry. You must be devastated.
Hey, Gabby.
I see you've picked up the pieces.
We got engaged last night. We're getting married!
Oh, my God! Congratulations!
Forget what Julie told you about the wedding being off.
- It's back on! - Really? Same day?
I promised people a wedding, they're getting one.
I'm sorry, I can't make it. I have plans that day.
- You can change your plans. - No, I really can't.
What could be more important to you than my wedding?
Uh, my wedding?
What?
Oh, I see you got the invitation.
You're getting married on my wedding day?
You cancelled. Victor was in a rush.
Didn't think it looked good for the mayor to be shacking up.
Every date we tried, someone had a conflict.
Then your date opened up and we knew all my friends were available,
and well, you know, you too.
It's really no problem. We'll find another date.
Did you think I'd want to spend what would've been my wedding day
watching someone else get married?
I am so throwing that bouquet to you.
- OK, if you think for one second... - It's fine, really.
Come on, Susan, we've got some calls to make.
Oh, right. I have to cancel my wedding. Again!
- Susan, hi. - Is this a bad time?
I'm in the middle of something.
OK. I wanted to say that I'm sorry for getting so snippy yesterday.
When I cancelled my wedding, you had every right to...
- Susan? Susan? Is that my Susan? - François...
I am so sorry that I could not do your wedding flowers.
But the moment you canceled, your friend here she... How you say?
"Scoop me up. "
- You stole my florist? - Only because I admire your taste.
It's not theft, it's an homage.
I have left the bouquet and the centerpiece on the table.
If there are any changes, you let me know. Au revoir.
Well, I gotta go.
I wanna see those flowers!
Oh, my God! That's my centerpiece!
Now you suddenly have the trademark on peach tulips?
In this town, in wedding season, I do!
Might as well have used my caterer and swing band!
- Yeah, listen, about that... - Oh, my God!
- Did you steal my whole wedding? - It was short notice, OK?
These people are booked months in advance.
The only people available were the ones you bailed on.
Gabby, I spent months planning that wedding!
I see what you're getting at, and you know what, you are right.
You have been my de facto wedding planner and you deserve to get paid.
All right. What's the going rate? Seven thousand? Eight?
- Gabby... - All right, ten. Not going to haggle.
I don't want to be paid. I want my wedding back.
Well, you can't have it.
If you ask me, I am doing you a really big favor.
Excuse me?
You were rushing into this marriage thing too fast.
Why don't you give it time and see if you and Mike work as a couple?
I'm rushing? You met Victor three months ago.
- I've known Mike three years. - Yeah, on and off... Mostly off!
What if you tie the knot in a month and realize that you miss Ian
and Mike misses the coma?
I cannot believe that you just said that.
OK. You know what?
I came over here to give you my response card, but here,
this is my response!
You don't mean that. That's just a big dramatic gesture.
Oh, no, no, this is a big dramatic gesture!
- My flowers! - No, they're my flowers!
Enjoy your stolen wedding.
You can't do this! I just signed a lease!
Sorry. The law says my mom has 72 hours to change her mind.
She's exercising that option.
- Hey, what's going on? - I've been evicted.
- What? - Yeah. That was Mrs. Sims' kid.
She's giving me 24 hours to move out of her house.
- That is so weird. - It gets weirder.
He told me Mrs. Sims is praying for my spiritual recovery.
Well, when old folks see the end coming, they get all religious.
I guess.
So mind if I crash with you until I can find a new place?
Of course not.
Thanks. I'll bring my stuff over in the morning.
Why wait? I've got boxes in the garage. I'll help you start packing now.
Edie, did you have something to do with this?
What?
You have to admit, it is kind of a coincidence.
You ask me to move in, I say no, I get evicted...
How dare you! I offer to put a roof over your head,
and you repay me with suspicions and insults?
I don't even know that I want you in my house!
- Fine. I'll get a motel. - Whoa, hold on! Let's not be hasty!
I knew it. You were behind this!
OK. If you want to fight, fine.
But let's talk about the real issue here.
Why are you so reluctant to make a commitment to me?
I don't want to talk about this.
Well, you never do, but you owe me an explanation.
Why don't you want to move in with me?
Because I'm not in love with you.
Edie, I'm sorry. I really like you, I...
No, I get it. It's just a little upsetting because...
...I'm late.
Edie, you can't be pregnant. You're on the pill.
I might've forgotten to take it a couple of days.
I've been nauseous for an entire week.
So I went and got a pregnancy test.
I figure I should find out if I'm carrying your love child.
Oh, wait, my mistake.
Your "like" child.
- So? What does it say? - It's gonna take a couple more minutes.
I just peed on that. For God's sake, put it on a coaster.
This is just dandy. I'm 40, single and knocked up.
But on the bright side, the dad's not into me. Hmm.
If you are pregnant, I'm not gonna let you go through this alone.
So what? You're gonna be my Lamaze partner?
No. I'm saying I'll step up. I'll be there to help you raise him.
You serious?
Hey, I was there practically every day to help you with Travers.
What makes you think that I'd do any less if it were my child?
Well, thanks. That's nice to know.
You know...
...your spare bedroom would make a great nursery.
Yeah, I guess it would.
It's down the hall from the master. We'd hear him when he was crying.
We? You'd move in?
I told you that I would be here for you.
We could even decorate his room in, like, a whole pirate theme.
I always wanted to do that if I had a son.
You know what would be really cool?
Decorate his bed like... Like a ship with a sail and a mast...
Carlos, it's negative.
Oh.
Well, that's a relief, huh?
Yeah. We really dodged a bullet.
So... let's celebrate, have a drink.
Oh, and by the way, you're still welcome to stay, until you find a place.
That's nice of you. Thanks.
I cannot thank you enough for doing this.
Thanks for taking the time out of your day.
I'm not sure this is the best approach. I've never done a session before
where half of the couple didn't know I was a marriage counselor.
We'll tell her. Eventually. I just don't want to scare her off.
- Hey, Lynette... - Yeah?
Look who walked in off the streets! Scott McKinney. Remember?
We pledged Alpha Tau together. I told you about him.
- You won the beer pong championship. - You told her about that?
Yeah. Then you threw up in the trophy.
That is far from his only accomplishment. He's got a Ph. D.
Oh, wow. Well, I'd love to chat, but I have cheese to grate.
Wait... Honey, no, wait, please...
I will do that later. I want you guys to know each other.
I mean, this guy, this is my boy.
So Scott got married the same year that we did.
How's your wife liking Fairview?
Well, her whole family's back east, so she kind of resisted the move.
Really? So that was a source of conflict?
Yes, well, all couples have their conflicts.
- I'm sure you've had your share. - Oh, sure, now and then.
- Emphasis on "now. " - Tom...
Scott shared with us. We're going through kind of a rough patch.
I'm sure it's something you'll get through.
The trick is to keep lines of communication open.
Boy, easier said than done.
So this rough patch, what would you say is the underlying issue there?
Well, Scott, I'm not sure I would say.
Particularly not to someone I just met.
Well, he's just trying to help.
If you ask me, I'd say it started when our manager Rick quit.
OK, and how did that make you feel, Lynette?
I am not answering that! This is not a therapy session!
But if it were, what would you say?
- Oh, dear God, you didn't. - What... Didn't what?
OK, OK. Give it up, Tom.
Yes, yes, Lynette, I am a couples counselor.
Really? And what do you call this, "ambush therapy"?
It was my idea. I'm just trying to get you to talk about
what is going on. And don't tell me that nothing's going on!
Good, good. All our cards are on the table.
Cram it! OK, yeah, Tom, I've been unhappy lately.
I am working through some issues. That is something I need to do on my own.
Talking about it doesn't help. Not to you, and certainly not to Dr. Beer Pong!
Well, I'm billing you for a whole hour, so is there anything else on your mind?
I'm sorry, but this time Gabby has crossed a line,
and I will not sit through her wedding.
Julie thinks I'm overreacting. You don't think I'm overreacting, do you?
- Yeah, a little. - Absolutely not.
What? She asked.
Look, even if Gabby's in the wrong here...
And she is. Hugely, hideously wrong.
Do you really want to boycott her wedding?
She said that I would make Mike wish he was back in a coma!
I think her point, and again, I wish she'd expressed herself
more tactfully, was that marriage is unpredictable.
We can't know what it'll be until we're in it.
Don't defend that self-centered brat.
She steals Susan's wedding and then expects to stay friends.
She divorces Carlos and doesn't want anyone else to date him.
I've never known anyone as dishonest and manipulative.
Speaking of Carlos, I hear he got evicted.
Yeah, that was a real shocker.
Anyway, you stick to your guns and don't you dare go to that wedding.
It could ruin your friendship. Are you willing to take that chance?
- No, I guess not. - Wuss.
Well, at least get her a thoughtless, crappy gift.
- Like a blender. - I got you a blender for Christmas.
And I use it every day. Gotta go.
Honey, I am so sorry! I hope you don't hate me!
I don't! I was just on my way to apologize to you.
- I changed all my flowers. - You don't have to.
The hell I don't. Those peach tulips belong to you.
And so do these.
Thank you. I was just bringing you this.
Well, we got chocolate and wine...
- Your place or mine? - Well...
I am so glad we're doing this. I hate it when we fight.
Me too. And I'm so sorry about that comment I made about Mike.
It was way out of line. You guys are gonna be insanely happy.
I think so too.
But, you know, then I remember, that's what I thought about me and Karl.
Please. Mike is not Karl.
Well, you know, when I married him, Karl wasn't Karl.
And I think that's why I got so mad at you.
Because 99 percent of me is sure that we're gonna be totally happy,
but then what you said, it just stirred up that pesky one percent.
Honey, please. If anyone should be nervous it's me.
I met Victor three months ago. I mean, I'm crazy about him.
It's just the thought of saying those vows again, it's scary.
Lynette is right.
You know, marriage is like... It's like these bonbons.
You never know what you're getting until you're in the middle of it.
It's one of those hard, jelly ones.
- Do you think that's an omen? - Honey, you're gonna be OK.
All right? We're gonna help each other through this.
Right. Yeah.
Getting married is scary, but at least we'll be doing it together.
Oh, my God! We should totally do that.
- What? - Get married! Together!
You and me?
Well, I... I'm beyond flattered,
I find you to be an incredibly attractive woman. I just...
Oh, no, stupid! I mean a double wedding!
Oh. Oh! Oh, I would love that!
I know! Then you wouldn't be mad, and I wouldn't feel guilty!
- We could be brides together! - Together!
Yes! Let's celebrate! More chocolate!
So you know, if I was a lesbian, I'd totally do you.
That's good to know.
It's a fact of life that brides to be,
who agree to double weddings late at night,
often feel differently, come the dawn.
This change of heart was certainly true in the case of Susan Mayer.
And even more so...
...for Gabrielle Solis.
- Morning. - Hi, honey.
I hope I didn't wake you last night. I was at Susan's till midnight.
- Is something wrong? - No. Not exactly.
Just a small change of plans about the wedding.
What kind of change?
See, Susan was really upset...
I mean, I've never seen Gabby so torn up with guilt...
Practically in tears over this whole wedding date thing...
And she kept saying, "Please, let me make it up to you... "
So, after an hour of this, I suddenly heard myself say...
"Hey, how about a double wedding?"
Wanted to bite my tongue the minute it came out.
She's so excited, so needy...
Jumping up and down and hugging me...
- I mean, what could I say? - So we're kind of stuck.
So, what do you think?
I think anything that makes you happy is fine by me.
- Will this make you happy? - No! I'm screwed!
I cannot get out of this without hurting her feelings.
Maybe this will help. I forbid it.
- You do? - Sure.
Tell her that your groom's an old-fashioned guy
and he doesn't want to see anybody on that altar but his bride.
If she gets mad, have her take it up with me.
So this is what marriage is about, having someone to hide behind.
- So, what do you think? - You're gonna have to undo this.
How? I know I shouldn't have offered, but I did.
- I can't take it back. - You're gonna have to.
You have any idea what this day means to me?
I do. And I know you've worked really hard to make our wedding perfect.
Exactly. I want to share it with your friend and her ex-convict fiancé?
- That's your problem? - I'm the mayor of this town.
How's it gonna look? There'll be press there.
- Press? At our wedding? - Well, we're public figures.
So all of this planning, and attention to detail,
- that's all been about your image? - Of course not!
This is gonna be the proudest day of my life.
I'm not sharing the spotlight with anyone.
How about the bride?
Oh, please, every eye in that place is gonna be on you.
Every woman will wish they were you, every guy'll wish they had you.
It's gonna be great.
Tell your friends you're sorry.
Tell them I'll even pay for their wedding.
But they're not sharing mine.
Here's a one-bedroom at The Oaks with a view of the golf course.
That's gonna go fast.
I'm gonna call on this first thing in the morning.
Or, I know this is the last thing you'd expect to hear from me,
but what if you stayed here with me
and we tried to have a baby?
Are you serious?
I saw the look on your face when that test came back negative.
Admit it, you were disappointed.
- Yeah, maybe a little. - Well, so was I.
- You were? - Yeah, I was.
You know, having Travers here made me realize that I like being a mom.
And you were so great with him. Well, think...
We could have that all the time.
Edie, nobody wants a kid more than me.
It's just...
Yeah, yeah, we're not head over heels in love.
We like each other, right?
That's more than a lot of parents have going for them.
- It's just a very big step. - Carlos, look around.
Everyone's taking big steps. Gabby and Victor, Susan and Mike.
This could be our step.
We both need to love someone.
No one said it had to be each other.
Just think about it.
Let's do it.
- You really want to? - Yeah.
I'm tired of waiting for my life to start.
Oh, Carlos.
Imagine, with your genes and mine, that child is gonna be a knockout.
I'm gonna brush my teeth,
I'm gonna flush those birth control pills and we're gonna get crackin'!
- Hey. - Hey.
- How're you doing? - Good.
Listen, we need to talk.
I spoke to Mike and he's just not really into the whole double wedding thing.
Mike said no?
Yeah, he sort of wants the day just to be about us.
So we're gonna wait until the fall. I am so sorry.
No, no, it's OK. Victor was kind of on the fence about it too.
Oh, good! I mean, not that they said no, I really wanted to do it.
Me too. I think it would have been so much fun.
- Yeah. - Well, I gotta go.
- I gotta meet François. - See ya.
Oh, by the way...
That one-percent sliver of a doubt thing I told you about?
Totally gone. Any question I had about Mike's been answered.
That must feel really great.
Yeah.
- I feel really good about this. - I do too.
Our friends are probably gonna make fun of us.
Yeah, I'm sure.
But who cares. It's gonna be great.
I'm so happy we're gonna be living together.
We're going to have so much fun.
I'll be right out.
OK... let's make a baby.
- I talked to my back doctor today. - What did he have to say?
He said, assuming I exercise reasonable caution, I can have sex again.
And what would that have to do with me?
Well, you don't seem to want to talk to me these days,
so I figured it's the one thing that we can do together without speaking.
Remember when I was giving birth to the twins and screaming in agony
because Porter was dragging my uterus out with him?
Well, I was more in the mood for sex then than I am now.
- Lynette... - Hmm?
I'm your husband, I have to find a way to connect to you somehow.
So we can have sex or we can talk.
Your call.
- Fine. Let's have sex. - What?
Yeah, let's get this off.
You'd rather have sex with me than talk to me?
- Yep. - Hey... Ow! That hurts!
I said I'd have sex, I didn't say I'd make love.
You want to play rough? Because I can play rough!
Cut it out!
Sorry, I'll try to be gentler as I move down south.
OK... OK.
OK, fine. You are mad at me!
But name one thing that I have done to deserve it!
You had lunch with Rick.
You're damn right I did!
I saw the security tape. What was I supposed to do?
Pretend that nothing was going on?
Nothing was! He never touched me!
And I wasn't gonna sit around and wait until it did.
- I am glad that I made him quit. - You didn't make him quit. I fired him!
- You what? - Idiot told me he had feelings for me,
which he never'd have done if you hadn't pushed!
And now he's gone. It's all your fault!
Ow! My back!
Lynette?
Honey?
It'll just be a few more minutes, Mrs. Scavo.
- The doctor's looking at your CAT scan. - Thank you.
This whole thing is ridiculous. I bumped my head.
Lynette, you were dizzy and throwing up.
- Can't be too careful. - Well, I feel just fine now.
When Rick said he had feelings for you...
...what did you say?
I said that it was totally inappropriate, and then I fired him.
- Do you have feelings for him, Lynette? - Hmm?
Do you have feelings for Rick?
I would never cheat on you. You know that.
That's not what I asked.
Did you fall for him?
Oh, God.
Nothing happened. He's gone. It's over.
Don't tell me it's over. We've been fighting all week.
You miss him, don't you?
- Don't do this. - Damn.
Not now. I can't.
- Mrs. Scavo? - That's me.
I'll be back.
Actually, I'd rather have you both come in for this.
- Is it a concussion? - No, it's just a bruise.
Oh, good.
But I noticed something in your CAT scan that concerns me.
Oh.
You have a few swollen lymph nodes in your neck.
- I want to send you in for a biopsy. - A biopsy? Why?
Have you noticed any change in your appetite lately?
Any fatigue, fevers?
Stop, just stop. What is it you think I have?
I don't want you to panic. This can be any number of things.
Is one of them cancer?
It could be lymphoma.
We're hoping the biopsy will rule that out.
If you look at the CAT scan...
...you can see this white area here stands out.
These are called submandibular lymph nodes.
Lymphoma can vary according to the type of cell that multiplies,
and how the cancer presents itself.
There are two types, Hodgkin's and Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma.
From the moment we wake up in the morning,
till our head hits the pillow at night,
our lives are filled with questions.
Is it morning yet?
Most are easily answered and soon forgotten.
Not yet, sweetheart. You go back to sleep now.
But some questions are much harder to ask,
because we're so afraid of the answer.
Will I be around to watch my children grow up?
Am I making a mistake by marrying this man?
Could he ever truly love me?
And what happens when we ask ourself the hard question,
and get the answer we'd been hoping for?
Well, that's when happiness begins.