Bald girl in a little hat

Above is the transcript of my Jimmy Fund telethon interview yesterday with my oncologist, Dr. Hal Burstein, who has been a positive, energetic force in my treatment. (And for the record: Mike found the lump 4 months ago, not years, like their website says).

Yesterday was a whirlwind, a day focused solely on my cancer  and, it turns out, on my bald head.

​"Were you the girl who sang the national anthem?!" a teenaged girl shouts out the window of a moving car.

Nope! That was the other bald chick who sat in the same row at the Sox game, and she's 15 with a showstopping voice. But whatever, a bald girl is a bald girl is a bald girl, I guess.

Friends surprised me with also getting tickets to the game and it turned into an amazing day. I met Jerry Remy and Brad Stevens and John Farrell and I got to feel like I was helping the cause as a whole, along with others currently suffering.

And...now, I have to switch gears. Today my mom is going in for brain surgery; the surgeons are confident they can get the tumors in her frontal lobe. I can do nothing but pray and hope their confidence is seen through. I had ten minutes yesterday to speak in that interview, and I told myself that in order for me not to lose it, I had to focus on Dana Farber and my experience. The mere mention of my mom or dad's cancers would turn me into a puddle, so I left them out.

I hope she knows despite that, she was at the forefront of my mind. Today is for her, even if she wasn't televised, or shaking hands, or getting likes on Facebook. Today is for her.
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