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    Week 17- Shearing is caring

    After the delights of my first round of chemo, I think it was fair to say that I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the second round.  However, with a bit of tweaking of the nausea meds it turned out to be waaay more tolerable than the first round, and in fact, much as there were many nausea feelings- (you know, those type when you are sat up in bed thinking ‘maybe I should just puke- better out than in right?), there was no actual physical puking. My visit to The Shining was also better than previous ones.  I was given the delight of a face and hand massage, whilst the…

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    Week 18-To wig or not to wig…

    Oh, whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the stares and creased eyebrows, Or to take arms against a sea of looks and by wigging, end them. To wig, to hair, no more..the looks And by having fake hair to say we end the embarrassed pauses and and infinite natural shocks that having cancer is heir to; ‘tis a decision devoutly to be decided. To wig, to hair? Strangely, I wrote this slightly amended version of Shakespeare a few weeks ago, just as I was about to contemplate hair shaving, only to discover last week that someone else going through a cancer experience had written something similar.  Clearly, there…