Here is what happened this week: As you know, my hair was falling out fast and furious, so I had my hairdresser come over and cut it Twiggy-style, which is about 1 inch all around. I knew it wasn't going to be easy to deal with, but it had to be done.
I tried on various scarves and hats, and a synthetic wig, but I just couldn't get with the program. I really did not want to go out. So I stayed home.
After two days, my sister called me and said, "I am right outside your house. You are coming out whether you like it or not. Just throw that gorgeous Etro scarf on your head and come outside."
I'm the elder sister, so I always want to be a good role model. We had a nice breakfast, and I decided to walk home for the exercise.
But then, as I was walking down busy Sunset Boulevard, a gust of wind came from out-of-the-blue and blew the scarf off my head.
There I stood with my bald head in utter disbelief. I was sure every driver was staring at me as I ran down the street chasing my gorgeous scarf, rolling like a tumbleweed.
I thought, this is exactly like an episode of
I Love Lucy! I cried when I got home, then laughed like crazy.
Remember my mantra: laughter heals.
I will be having my fourth chemotherapy treatment this afternoon. The one horrible side effect is radiating bone pain down my legs. It feels like my legs are being squeezed by a vice. All the over-the-counter pain medications do not work.
Also, something very weird is happening to my tongue. I feel like I am losing taste and am developing sores on the edges of my tongue.
The good news is that I have half of my eyelashes left, and my eyebrows are falling out slowly. This is life on Abraxane. Four bad days and three good days.
But my tumor markers are moving in the right direction, downward, and I am hoping that they will fall at a greater rate as I continue these treatments.
I could never do this without the strong support of my family and friends, great doctors, my mission of raising tons of money for women's
cancer research and watching a funny movie or sitcom daily."
Note especially that she tries to laugh daily, through watching funny movies or TV shows. Laughter really is the best medicine--believe it.
“Do not be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. What if they are a little coarse, and you may get your coat soiled or torn? What if you do fail, and get fairly rolled in the dirt once or twice. Up again, you shall never be so afraid of a tumble. ”
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
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