Hi World, You will have seen that I have posted two pictures, which are acurate representations of myself, losing hair. If anybody is afraid of this happening to them, please don't be. I have read so much lately in fashion magazines and today in the paper about women who have lost their hair, some like me through Chemo, who are just inspirational about how they dealt with it. I have choosen not to do the wig thing, but that's me. Today however wigs are incredable, even Trevor Sorbie markets a wig design. Don't be sad, because I look on it as a fresh start, it is visible but if people find it difficult then it is their problem not yours or mine, it is their fears. I might have to get the setson out soon, can't have a sunburnt head.
I have made contact with a friend from Junior School, after all these years - via - Friends Reunited. It so happens his sister, was diagnosed about 10 years ago, she lives in Jamaica where she has given up her career to work for Breast Cancer and is an artist. I cannot wait to talk to her, to gather inspiration from her. You know It Is Life Changing, I refuse to be punished by other peoples expectations of the disease.
If I survive, which I hope I will (nothing is guaranteed) then for the rest of the time that I have I will smile, laugh, sing and DO THINGS. I will travel, I will learn about Britain and nature. I want to be able to pass on to my grandchildren, a love of life. We have one life, it is not a rehersal, we cannot undo (realistically) things that should not have be done - that is a persons history. But whats coming we can impact, what ever time we have. It is really not about how much time an individual has but what they do with that time. Talk to family, share a meal, share a tear, share a hug - create a memory. This is the way to proceed with things that frighten us. If I get sicker later in the process, so be it. Other people out there have been less fortunate than I and I recognise how difficult it is for them.
More tomorrow. Love Granny
