A million years ago, when I lived in New Jersey, the person who used to tend to all of my hair-related beauty needs was an exotic looking blond woman with impossibly high cheekbones and flawless skin. Her name was Raluca and for the eight years that I lived in a quiet suburb, her capable hands … Continue reading When I Lost My Dignity to Cancer, My Hairdresser Helped Me Find It Again.
Yesterday I had surgery to repair a torn meniscus, which is a cartilage in the back of the knee. The photo above is me back in my hospital room after the successful procedure, doped up on enough morphine to kill a small horse. I have a very high pain threshold which is both a blessing … Continue reading Having Knee Surgery Didn’t Scare Me; Here’s Why