I am in here.
Today is my second big round of chemotherapy. So much for any lunch plans I had, and I did have them. My friend, Nadine, turned 50 on Monday, and I have yet to say happy birthday to her. I am not fond of the fact that saving my life can interfere with my life, but … Continue reading Where I lunch at
I’ve just had my first go-around with a lovely, well-meaning friend who came over this afternoon to give me several hugs and to tell me how brave and heroic she thinks I am, and how difficult this must be for me. And that she’s there for me any time I need anyone to do anything. … Continue reading I start getting visited
OK, it’s done! I now look like a Zen nun. Even if I am Jewish. Oh well… At least, I look like a proper Orthodox married woman.
OK, my hair is just silly. It’s short as a cat’s, which means that I shed like a nervous cat everywhere I go. Time to shave the head fully, I think. It’s the only practical thing to do, but don’t expect pictures! 😈
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