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Saturday, September 19, 2015

Adventures in Chemotherapy, Part 1 -- I Hardly Recognize Myself

I approached him at a get-together for a local nonprofit earlier this week.

I hadn't seen him in several months.

We served on a community board together a few years ago and have always greeted each other and chit-chatted when our paths have crossed since then.

The other night when I approached, he looked deeply into my eyes and said, "You look familiar to me but I'm having trouble placing you."

"Ann Erdman," I said, smiling. 

He was embarrassed. He hadn't recognized me in the hat that covered my bald head, the bare skin where eyebrows used to be, the look of fatigue on my face, my body a little stooped from bone and back pain.

"That's OK," I said. "I do look different. I barely recognize myself anymore!"

And then we chit-chatted just like old times.


  1. Interesting moment. New experience for both parties, I assume. And, you jumped in and made the situation comfortable. Acknowledge, and move on. You're an impressive woman, Ann. Thanks for starting this new share "Adventures in Chemotherapy." I look forward to reading it and following you during this journey, especially since I don't see you as often as I'd like (though you're in my thoughts daily). xx

  2. Leave it to you to make him feel comfortable when you are feeling so supremely uncomfortable yourself. It's a great skill.

    Thanks for posting this story. I know you'll have more and I'm eager to read them.

  3. cancer sucks - but I'm glad your a person of good humor and willing to let us peek behind the curtain.