"Is hair more important than health?", the doctor said to my mum earlier today, while telling her that hair will always grow back, whereas health, once lost, is lost forever. Mum knew this, and she joked that while she went to meditate at the monastery, there were a row of nuns in front of her who had no hair.
I was glad that she managed to see the light side of things, and to see through the hair as something that people attach so much importance to. She sounded joyous and energetic on the phone, and I chatted with her for almost an hour till the battery died. Mostly just random chitchat, talking about what I've been doing, what she's been doing.
In a way, to distract her from the fact that she is, as we were talking, undergoing chemo.
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