An edited version of this was posted by Hair’s How on 8/16. The complete story is here…
I celebrated my cancer-versary marking the date of my diagnoses recently, and found myself marveling at the difference a year can make. A year since I was diagnosed – forget our trip to Greece, chemo, Big Hair Date Night and the Haircutting Party, losing my hair, 3 trips to the ER (Grace: 1, me: 2), a double mastectomy,6 weeks of radiation, returning to work, personally raising $4k dollars and walking Relay for Life, several awkward “pump up” visits to my plastic surgeon to fill my expanders, a wedding in San Diego and Grace’s 2nd birthday, and an appointment with my friend Michael at The Loft Salon to die my wonderful new chemo curls platinum blonde… all within a year?! After facing the biggest challenge of my life, I’m back at work, hair on my head, struggling with balancing the day to day just like everyone else… almost like nothing ever happened. I’m a survivor, but if I thought that survival was the end game with a cancer diagnosis I would miss the biggest lesson I took from the experience; that the real work begins after treatment is complete.
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