In Sickness and in Health

He was 23; I was 22.  I’ll never forget the look of terror on his boyish face as I walked down the aisle toward him.  He was probably right to feel that fear.  I don’t think any of us quite realizes what we are getting…

Hair

OK, so I get it that losing your hair is not that big a deal in the face of fighting a serious illness like breast cancer.  But now that I’ve had my first two chemotherapy treatments last week and this week, I can’t help thinking…

The Anchor that Holds in Spite of the C- Word

It’s the word you most do NOT want to hear your physician say.  Tell me I’m old; tell me I’m fat, but DO NOT say the C- word….  Just the thought of it can send most of us into panic mode… But it happens to…