[Laurel]

Well, gals and guys, I know what you mean. It seems that because I have hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes that now I am to be FINE. "You beat it!" is what they say. I do not bother to explain that my future is not a certain thing, not that it ever was, but that it is perhaps less certain. Did that make sense?

I stopped wearing my wig and my hair is manishly short. It serves as a reminder to everyone that I just went through chemo, so for now I suppose I am allowed to speak of my cancer experience, but not for too long, too much, or too often. People in my office were surprised to hear I am having surgery on Monday (I am getting my expanders exchanged for big balls of silicone! Yeah!). Well, why does she need more surgery?

Ah well, I can only hope none of my friends and co-workers experience the BC blues. May they always remain ignorant of our deep suffering, loss, and fears.

I do think this is something that will ease with time as we move onward in our lives. Here's to hopin' anyway!