I don't like Friday the 13th!!
It's not a superstition thing but a bad memory thing. It was on Friday the 13th of December 2002 that I was diagnosed with Stage 4 throat cancer. Only 6 months after being diagnosed with melanoma. I had a tumor on my tongue. Too big to operate. Six one week rounds of chemo. Forty eight doses of radiation. Feeding tube. Lots of yucky days since. I was lucky to survive.....so they tell me.