Cancer Tits-2022 Chapter

I’ve learned a lot in the past two months.  1. This is the beginning of my healing journey. Chemo has been mentally and physically challenging. 2. This is my and your second chance. We have to keep up the gratitude work.  3. It’s going to get ugly before it gets better but it’s made me realizing and accepting how worthy I am to be here on this earth.  4. I’ve meet some amazing people on this journey: some of those people will become lifeline-love and I appreciate the heck out of those people. The others will just be in my life for a season and that’s okay too. They all play a crucial role in this journey.  5. I will bounce back. It won’t be the same but I have the potential to make it so much better than before.   6. Learn to love the heck out of yourself.  That’s it. It’s a tough day for me (chemo party #3) but I will spend it with some wonderful people and processing some deep emotions.  Love to you all. ❤️ -Cancer Tits

I rather start with the UGLY.  It’s an understatement. Chemo side effects are so damn ugly. The first 7 days after my first round of treatment challenged me mentally and physically. The fatigue was probably the worst as I’m typically bouncing off the walls. BUT I overcame it and consider being 25% done. Next sesh is November 7th. Can’t wait. The ugly is said and I’m not going to relish in it.  The Bad. Wigs.  At dinner one evening, we were discussing losing my hair and man child said to me some wise words.  He simply stated to embrace and let it empower me. Working on that.  I’ve started losing my hair, a lot. So I’m now GI Jane with a shaved head. Someone told me that when you and your husband shave your hair, you become a warrior. We are now both warriors. I’m not sure if I look like 2007 Brittany Spears (basically I’ve been having meltdowns so it makes sense) or Sinead O’Connor or Mr. Clean. I’ve been looking at wigs and there are SO many to choose from. My r...