Aye, I know what you mean. Had a dear friend, now passed away, who would never be outdone by tales of illness. Whenever we introduced others of our friends to her, before doing so we always warned them, whatever you do don't ask her how she is because she'll tell you! For hours on end!!The sort of jokes that circulated about her, not unkindly because she was a very nice person, was that you could bump into her whilst out and tell her that you'd had a leg amputated. A typical response might be, "Oh, I know exactly how you must feel, my ingrowing toenail is giving me such problems".
Of course imaginations began to run riot in our circle with ridiculous scenarios being quoted all over the place, and one wag came up with, "Sorry I haven't been in touch, Jane, I've had bubonic plague for a month and nearly died". "Really?", Jane might reply, "I died yesterday".
Unfortunately, illness did eventually catch up with her, bless her, and she did die. She was a smashing person and I miss her badly. RIP, Darling. x
