On 01.02.02, I was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer. Too late for surgery, I had chemotherapy, which failed. In May the chemotherapy was changed and I was soon in remission which was celebrated and welcome and lasted nine years - until October 2011. There was progression in 2011 so more treatment was indicated and I am now back in partial remission. But I'm not only a cancer patient - I also enjoy my family, walk my dogs and am learning to draw and paint. Life is good!

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Oops, did I scare you?

Youngest Daughter's day program held their annual Christmas party yesterday.  Steve and I were there and so was YD's care provider. At the appropriate moment Santa came in - there were lots of believers in attendance - and handed out presents and ho, ho, hoed.  It was a cast of many, say 100, and I didn't want to freak anyone out so I wore my new wig for the first time.

I basically don't like wigs although people with large hearts assure me I look "great" when I wear one.  After weeks of baldness and hats, this one was heavy and well, really hairy.  I felt like a hunter's target, at risk of being mounted on his den wall.

At one point YD looked up and asked in innocence, "Mom, are you wearing a wig or did your hair grow?"  Since I'd seen her two days earlier I could have messed with her and proclaimed it a miracle, but I am truthful to the core so I 'fessed up.

It's all chemo-brain.  Suddenly, I am truly vain!

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