Well, by some follicular miracle, the Bouff has made it to fateful Day 16, the day by which I was told my hair would all be gone.
Its days are numbered for sure but I'm quite proud of it for neither leaving quietly nor when told.
Mum just said "who does that remind me of?". Can't imagine...
WHAT IS THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RINGLETS?
In January 2015, following a routine check by my vigilant GP, I was diagnosed with invasive breast cancer.
As a Brit living in Sydney, Australia since 2008, I realised over the following days just how many of my friends and family were scattered across the globe and different timezones.
The Fellowship of the Ringlets was originally just a tremendous pun and the title of a closed Facebook group I created to keep those distant friends and family in the loop and worry-free.
But over 12 months, my little group somehow grew from 80 to 800+ and became a veritable band of brothers, a support team like no other and a true Fellowship in every sense of the word.
Their love, laughter and rallying cries have been the greatest tonic a little ringlet'd cancer-face like me could have wished for.
The following letters, musings, incoherent ramblings and occasional bouts of bad language are for them all.
Welcome to the Fellowship of the Ringlets.
Wednesday, 25 March 2015
* THE BOUFF HANGS ON FOR DEAR LIFE!
Posted by Vicki Connerty at 22:20
Labels: Bouff, chemo, follicular, mum
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