At the Top of My Lungs: Ready for Take Off (Chemo Begins)
I don't care if my hair grows back in 50 shades of gray. I might throw a cap on if my head gets cold, but no precarious headgear for me. Life is too short to worry about your hair blowing away in the wind.
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