Yes I am the Cancer Curmudgeon. Hair was not a big issue for me either. Of course, I did write about it in a guest post elsewhere, but that was enough or so I thought.

My musings on living with breast cancer. Yesterday was my last 6-month post-cancer checkup. From now on, my plan is to just visit my family doctor once a year. It was an uneventful visit. I reassured her that it was planned. The losing part, not the gaining part, following my previous visit for my annual checkup.

My colposcopy results and my constant doubts. My favorite Looney Tunes character is Sylvester the cat, who, as you know, is always trying to eat Tweety bird. Tweety is no angel perhaps he deserved to be eaten. At least I wanted him to be. Finally you ate that little shit! I felt so relieved that poor Sylvester had finally accomplished what he always wanted.

Life after a tango with death and its best friend cancer. Like one, that on a lonesome road. Doth walk in fear and dread,. And having once turned round walks on,. And turns no more his head;. Because he knows, a frightful fiend. Doth close behind him tread.

The past few months have been horrible. While the fall in the shower led them to find the brain swelling, another fall onto a ceramic tile floor caused a vertebrae in my back to break. They arent sure if it the break just from the fall or if there is cancer in there causing the break. Fingers crossed that they can get this under control. The steroids seem to be working to bring down the swelling though.