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Me with my young survivor gals in New York City! I almost have a hairstyle!
My new hair (and me!) at my end-of-treatment celebration. Nice face I'm making, no?
A much nicer bald picture...
Nothing Left! (My head looks like an upside-down egg. With a smile, usually.)
My waist is getting fat and my hair is getting thin...
I think the blue is actually better than my real hair ever was...
Fuzzy and smiling... even if I hate it...
Weird picture, I know, but look at my hair!
3 comments:
Hooray for good days! I'm glad to hear that!!!!
Hope they continue to be good for awhile.
-jen (jdicocco)
before you know it, you'll be back on drunken frenchman.
Sweet!!!!!!!
Man, it feels awesome when your mouth doesn't have that metallic taste. It's a dream, eh? So, glad to hear you sounding so great ... and in response to your post on MY blog, one day, your blog won't be just about cancer. Takes time though, honey-child. You'll still be blogging when you're 90. Only then, you'll be comparing the effectiveness of adult diapers.
Holler!!!!!!
xoxo
Anna
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