I'd very much I hope I would wear my hair loss with fighting pride, with a bright coloured scarf or something. And I would much prefer to have full mastectomies and make sure they take it all out, than a lumpectomy, if there was any doubt. I love life just too much and I would, hopefully, find the strength to fight the bug**r like hell, and hopefully win.
But then if it did recur when much older, and an honest direct frank discussion with the surgeon/oncologist told me my chances of a second recovery were slim- I do think I would then refuse all treatment, make the very best of the time left and then make my exit gracefully. I hope- but one can never ever know how we would feel if it did come to be.
do you have plasterboard on your walls?
^Spongers, cheats and liars - everything I have learnt about men in a lifetime of dating^



for your friend.