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.
Raise your hand. Ask questions. Listen to your gut. And when in doubt, check it out. You're worth it. Wouldn't you rather risk having someone think you ask an awful lot of questions than to find yourself laying on your death bed wishing you'd spoken up when you had that bad feeling?
Sure, I was scared, and I cried when I was trying to build up the courage to do it, but doing this put me back in control.
My life lately has been that bottle, with each bubble of carbonation representing something in my life that I let fester, but would better serve me out than in. On September 10th, 2013, at age 30, I was diagnosed with Stage IV gastric cancer.
I am no longer sick. I am well. That isn't the case for some of my closest friends and family. Because I'm 'well,' and perhaps because I'm still desperate to make sense of my own senseless diagnosis, I assign myself responsibility to them.
If you're not a doctor, please don't offer me medical advice. If you don't have cancer, don't tell me how I should be living my life. And actually, as a general rule, if you're not ME, don't tell me how I should be living MY life.