I won't give a Sob story, more a Self Lesson.
Around September time, i was diagnosed with Testicular Cancer, Lovely.
A week later I was in hospital, sliced and diced to remove the tumor and had to go for Chemotherapy. After all the puking and restless nights, I had a nice shiny head as a momento, (oh and one Lonely Ball).
Its only when i came out of the hospital, it struck me at the different attitudes people would have to me, At work, on the Street, etc. It was as if i was a fragile Glass doll or something, jeesh.
Now that my hair has more or less grown back, I don't get the looks,
but i do feel sorry for anybody who has an Illness that