That evening when we got home, Sean said something that became a game-changer. Instead of worrying about the "what-if's" in life, it became clear to us that we were the decision-makers.
Every time I can give someone their confidence back is like winning a battle. I am fueled to move forward to change the industry, to draw attention and to find a solution. When a wig works for someone its contribution to their well-being is undeniable.
There are many times during my little skirmish with cancer that I gave in to the physical beating. Friends would call and ask me to do things, and while my heart wanted to say yes, my brain would say "No. I'm too sick."
What's in a word is more than just language -- there's assignment of culpability, patient personhood, a world of feeling that is often, and for critical reason, removed from the linguistics of medical speak.
Sometimes through the darkest skies the brightest stars reveal themselves and shine. Although I never asked to be in this situation, being confronted by the darkest of fears, and accepting, confronting, and overcoming that fear enabled me to learn, grow, and be even more mortal.
Bald should be celebrated, not hidden away in embarrassment. If you are bald from the effects of your courageous fight through cancer, embrace it! It is your badge of honor. You are beautiful!
As a young adult cancer patient, you are always the odd man out, whether you are being treated in a center that focuses on pediatric patients or adult patients. But when a group is united, research can be done, solutions can be found, and strides can be made.
I no longer believe in karma. I've seen too much. I don't like the expression "everything happens for a reason." Try telling that to someone who has lost a child or a spouse or a friend.
Having lost my hair several times over from the slew of cancer treatments I've received over the last two years, I understand what it feels like to be bald. I am nearly 20 years older than Delaney, and can't even fathom what she has had to go through at such a young age.
You're too short for her. No amount of ambition, personality or strength will change her mind. One repetition down. She thinks you're weak and sick because of your limp. She needs a guy who will beat her in a 5k and you can't run ever again. Two repetitions down.