Today I had my favorite kind of appointment with Dr. Wonderful: the kind where we hardly discussed cancer at all.  We briefly talked about my cancer-y bullet points, and it occurred to me it might be time for a medical update: -I see Dr. Wonderful (oncologist) weekly.  I get Herceptin every week through my port.  I’m still a regular in the Chemo Room, even...

    Maren drew this picture of me yesterday, and said, “Mama I made this picture of you.  Aren’t you beautiful?”:I love many things about this picture: -My hair: it’s pretty true-to-life.  She no longer draws me as she remembers me before cancer; she draws me as I am today. -My teeth: her friend lost a tooth at our house yesterday,...

Oddly, my hair is growing.  I have fuzz.  I thought a lot about how to describe it, but I couldn’t find the right words.  Everyone who sees me these days comments on it, so I thought it appropriate that my far-away-friends should see it too.  Sometimes, a picture does the job right: The hair, my hair, is soft.  Like baby hair.  It is very thin, both in...

People keep asking the same questions about my hair, so I’ll try to answer them here. It was after my second chemo treatment that I shaved my head.  When I pulled on a lock of hair, twenty or so hairs would come loose.  I still had a full head of hair when the wind blew it away.  Actually, I didn’t shave my own head, we had our friend come over.  A...

Last week at chemo, I ended up sitting next to Newbie and Spunky: the three of us were all diagnosed a short time ago and are in Round One of our cancer battles.  Their treatments are bi-weekly, so I didn’t see them today. Today, I sat with new-to-me friends: Bear, Sunny, and Vivid.  They are self-described “Lifers” in the Chemo Room.  They are all...