Coping with Cancer
by Stephanie Madsen
My long, blonde hair used to be a prized possession of mine. Having been a hairstylist for many years, I’d spend hours upon hours styling my luxuriant locks. I wore my hair up, down, and every way in between. I took pride in my frequently complimented tresses. That all changed shortly after my 25th birthday, when cancer barged into my life.
by Stacey Polak
In 1998, I received chemotherapy while I was pregnant. Diagnosed with non-Hodgkin lymphoma at the end of my first trimester, the prognosis wasn’t great, and the unknowns were terrifying. I was sick from both the pregnancy and the chemo. Weak and exhausted, I rarely left the house. The odds weren’t in my favor, yet by my third cycle of chemo, my tumor was shrinking.
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