After my breast cancer diagnosis and lumpectomy, I believed that, unlike other women with my diagnosis, I did not need chemotherapy -- that my cancer was not bad enough, that I would be okay with just surgery and radiation, that I would not lose my hair. Something thick and heavy sank in my stomach the day a nurse walked into my exam room, pathology report in one hand and catalogue for wigs in the other. I saw the catalogue and knew my fate. No words spoken. I knew.
It’s a frightening word...Read more
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