It's all I have to bring
today –
This, and my heart beside
–
This, and my heart, and
all the fields –
And all the meadows wide –
Be sure you count – should
I forget
Some one the sum could
tell –
This, and my heart, and
all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
Emily
Dickinson
My hair started to fall out today, finally.
The Chemo Muse
has, accordingly, granted me compassionate leave.
Oh no, oh arse, I've had my fingers crossed for your hair - and that this lot of chemo wouldn't be as bad as everyone said, but it is and now your hair. You poor love.
ReplyDeleteJulia
We feel for you. I know that this must hurt, and our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time, but once you have beaten this damned disease, I have faith that your hair, and your health, will return with abundance!
ReplyDeleteVery few words - just so sorry. I hope Chemo Rat Brian is dispensing large hugs when R isn't around to comfort you.
ReplyDeleteBee
No.
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