Coping With Cancer At Christmastime


My first chemotherapy session started on the 15th December 2004, exactly ten days before Christmas. I was violently ill immediately after each session and this usually lasted for a week, tapering off in intensity until  it was time for my next session –  whereupon it started all over again.  On New Year’s Eve my hair started to fall out in clumps.  Seven years later, my mother developed a brain tumor and died a few weeks before Christmas. So my thoughts at Christmastime aren’t always filled with mistletoe and magic.

For those of you who are dealing  or have dealt with cancer during the holidays do you have any tips to share to help cope with the excesses of the season?