One thing rarely mentioned on cancer support groups or other sites is how cold one’s head and ears can become from a lack of hair. I come from a family of mostly men. At various ages all experienced follicle challenges. But even those who showed more skin than hair, never mentioned being affected by the big chill. Not me. It seems everywhere I go my nippy noggin comes along. Admittedly, when summer temperatures soar in the high 90’s feeling even a hot breeze across my naked scalp is nice. However, just the mildest of air conditioning has me scrambling for cover. Never a hat person prior to this latest challenge, I am now. A series of baseball caps and a wide-brimmed sun hat are typical daytime outdoor attire. Inside I cover up with felt and cotton beanies while singing the praises of the crafty volunteers who kindly donate their stitchery magic to my cancer care unit. Last week I was caught short. Having fallen and scraping up my hands ...
When cancer is diagnosed, changes occur. This is my 2nd battle with the Beast. Yet, I refuse to let it define my entire life. I've endured major surgery, radiation, chemo and now immunotherapy for my current endometrial cancer. Am I hopeful? You bet! This blog is mostly based on my findings. I invite you to come along for some tumor humor, shed a tear, share a thought or alleviate fears. We're all in this together. Best, Linda B. Contact me at words4sail@gmail.com

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