Oral cancer. My personal journey

My favorite type of jokes are called groaners. I heard a good one the other day.

A woman dedicated her life to helping injured birds. Her husband was becoming upset with all of this attention paid to the birds. He came home one day to find an owl perched on his recliner and a mocking bird crapping all over the sofa. He stormed into the kitchen and found his wife trying to warm a small wren that had been found in the snow.
" I've had it!" He said. " I want a divorce!"
" Shhh!" His wife said. " Not in front of the chilled-wren!"