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    Anniversary Week – what a year it’s been!

    It’s the last week of April and I am now officially one year past ringing the bell at the Cancer Centre, celebrating the end of my chemotherapy infusions. As I sit in my comfortable house during this unusual lockdown period, I think back to where I was one year ago. As I grumble about my overly fluffy hair, desperately missing my hairdresser, I think back to having no hair this time last year, plus no eyebrows or eyelashes or body hair. This time last year, I was working a bit, but had few other activities or responsibilities, having given them all away in order to make time and energy for…