Catia Bitching Cancer

Guardate le foto della camminata di 5 Kilometri che abbiamo fatto io e Sandro il 4 febbraio:

E qui una foto di Bruce, che ovviamente ha corso la 5 K:

…is tomorrow. I’ll get there armed with anti-anxiety medicines, a sandwich, my prayer shawl (not a shawl to pray but a shawl knitted praying), and my amulets (friends’ gifts, cards, and outward symbols of love and support). The red liquid doesn’t scare me!

Domani ho il secondo ciclo di chemio. Ci andro’ armata di farmaci anti-ansia, un panino, il mio morbido scialle (che un’amica ha fatto a maglia recitando preghiere per me) e i miei amuleti (i regali delle mie amiche, le cartoline di appoggio e affetto ecc.). Il liquido rosso mi fa un baffo!

Ho deciso: o vado in giro pelata con un bel po’ di protezione solare o con dei bellissimi foulard lunghi. Ma visto che perdevo capelli a vista d’occhio ho deciso di farmi rasare…guardate le foto del processo!

It all began with those hairs on the panties. Hair on underwear…? Shouldn’t be anywhere! Then I patted my head. And I said, “Oh, man!” And that’s how Wacky Friday began. I took a shower and I said “Bull!” more hair was falling and I caught a handful. I went for some laps and I asked “more?”: hair was floating down the swimming pool floor! In the hot tub relaxing, it almost felt like hair-waxing. Back in the shower, I began to shampoo. The foam was not white: it had a red-hairy-hue. I told the Y lady: ‘something is wrong, I’m losing my hair!’ Embarassed she laughed and said “thanks for the share”! Driving back home I called Lauren, the hairdresser. She said, “don’t you worry a bit, you might look beautiful with lesser.” Chemo textbooks say that starting week 3 you’ll no longer need hairspray. I went in my house, rubbed my head a bit longer. People say I’ll sure grow stronger. I’ll keep watching hair fall, trying hard not to bawl. Wacky Friday has just begun, soon enough it’ll be done. I’ll be bald and I’ll be bold and I will even get rid of that cancer of old!

This embarassing and pathetic imitation of Dr. Seuss’s Wacky Wednesday, to let you know that, by the textbook, I started losing my hair this morning, first day of week 3, pubic hair first. Can’t wait to see what I look like bald and hairless.