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on September 19, 2006

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Advice for the newly diagnosed with the dreaded "C"

R ight about now, you're probably worried, in limbo, wondering what lies in front of you. People close to you are all clamoring for more information, something that you might like to have yourself. But I can give you a little advice right off the bat, from someone who's been there. 1. Now is the time to be selfish, because you will be easily overwhelmed by the staggering amount of information & questions,that will come your way (and you'll have yourself). You will need to focus on yourself, your health and your treatment. Soon you'll develop email/phone fatigue where you'd rather people left you alone. Don't worry about it. People will need to understand that this is about you and not them, even if some hurt feelings arise. Learn to say "no" it will get easier with practice. 2. Look forward, and take one step at the time, since each thing you do will lead to the next. 3. Get a diary/log, and an accordion folder. Br...

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NOTE: I’ve decided to post currents events first in an effort to keep everyone more up to date. I will also enter past events in the interim, to keep a proper timeline going. Please be patient, since I am a very slow typist and apparently have fallen behind, rather quickly. I appreciate your patience during this process. Thank you. Alp

The Big Bald

“Let’s just do it.” I said. “You sure?” Barbara asked, electric trimmer in hand. “Yeah. No point delaying the inevitable.” I sat on a chair in the middle of the kitchen wearing a large trash bag for protection. What can I say? It was a look. This was the best room for sweeping up hair, since the floor had ceramic tiles. Even though I had no qualms regarding what we were about to do, I was oddly anxious. These were uncharted waters: now my cancer would be externally visible. I steeled myself. “Go for it.” I held a mirror in my hand. I wanted to see the transformation. My astrological sign is Leo. Leos are proud of their hair. Our manes declare our confidence and standing – in our own minds. But now I was about to become maneless. How would I feel? I was annoyed at myself for being preoccupied with something so superficial; so trivial. My anxiety mounted. Barbara started from the back of my head to the front. I watched mutely as locks of my hair fell and sections of my scalp became visib...

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