I’m afraid National Poetry Month got derailed by cancer. No 30 poems in 30 days for me.
My hair started falling out in clumps on Friday. 2nd of 6 cycles of EC-T Chemotherapy was yesterday.
Yesterday evening someone tried to tell me how sexy women without hair are. I had to explain that I wasn’t a woman without hair but a woman with hair loss, that I am a woman with cancer. There is nothing sexy about cancer.
Choosing to shave your head and experiencing hair loss from chemotherapy are not the same thing.
Choosing to shave my head is not an option for me. Infection control is a high priority in my case. I’m not even allowed to shave my legs.
This is me today, sans head coverings.
I’m still experiencing a great deal of trauma.
It’s not about vanity. It’s about my reflection. When you look in the mirror you reflect you back to you. So much information is passed onto the central nervous system in that exchange.
I’m definitely experiencing overload.
Peace be with you.
It’s never easy to go through this. Cancer treatment cause so many losses. Some will come back. Some are forever. Cancer changes us in ways we don’t want.
Hang in there, this journey isn’t easy, but it’s doable.
Thank you for this. It means a lot to know someone understands.
❤ ❤ ❤ Peace and power and love to you too.
Thank you so much. I’m hanging on, even if it’s only by my fingernails 😊❤️
You might have seen it yet, but may I recommend V for Vendetta, the movie? 🙂 I always love how it makes me feel. ❤
Oh, God. I haven’t seen it in years. Unfortunately there’s a thing called Chemo Brain. Primarily the Chemo drugs attack the short term memory in a big way. Obviously, you can’t remember anything bit it also messes up your focus. No books, no movies, no television, no creative writing. It’s not permanent and it gets a little better a week or so after your chemo treatment. But chemo treatment was just yesterday so I have awhile to go. Thank you. You know how much I love recommendations.
And I’m going to recommend a totally fun fluff filled romantic adventure movie called Forget Paris. (When you feel better.) Just know your online friends (me!) are keeping you in their thoughts and prayers🙏🏻 (boo hiss to sarcastic nay-sayers of T&P’s!!). I know you are strong. One day at a time, love. 😘
Ooh. I love films about my Paris! I’ve already got it on my Amazon Watch List. Thank you. Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts and prayers. It really does help. I know this is the hard part. And, yes, one day at a time. Thank you. I’m glad I know you. 😘