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Her hair started falling out promptly.
Actually the drugs hit her harder.
One evening, a couple of weeks into the treatment, she called her friend Ann Fitzgibbon.
Whenever battling breast cancer, was crippling, the former TV anchor’s first experience with chemo. Her husband ok care of the rest with an electric razor. They shared a glass of wine a few glasses, while Jane pulled out a lot of her hair. They formed a friendship that endured Jane’s move to Norfolk and Fitzgibbon’s moves to North Carolina, Texas and NY before coming to Norfolk with her husband, Michael, 16 years ago. Jane was the weather girl -that’s the term they used among other roles at WSLSTV in Roanoke, and Fitzgibbon was a college intern from Radford. Seriously. Fitzgibbon and Jane met when both were in their 20s. Jane, in turn, saw Fitzgibbon through Michael’s 2003 aggressive diagnosis esophageal cancer. After that.
Enter Jane. Annie, let me tell you why that’s not an ideal idea. While continuing their interlacing steps of the cancer waltz, here they are. While mourning a tally different cancer and another set of locks, they think back to the night 15 years ago when they sat gether on an entirely different deck. And now here is a question. Is not that what I said when you called to tell me cancer was back that we’d get through it? It’s like you’re joining the Marines, Riffe says. Know what guys, I get to watch this lovely sunset, Jane says, so that’s a bonus. It’s a well he switches to a shorter No. So it’s not his first head shaving. Had been a hairdresser for 37 years.
He remembers, virtually, just a few years ago, when, in a single day, four of his clients ld him they’d been diagnosed with cancer.
I’m doing it to the hair.
He likes that Jane shaved her head well ahead of the hair’s tal retreat. It says, ‘I have the power. So that’s not preparing to happen to me. Fact, he glides the shaver, now down to a No. Just think for a moment. Just a few days before, Jane had an appointment with gynecologic oncologist Michael McCollum, who declared her a 14 that’s the blood measure of CA 125″, a protein found in greater concentration in ovarian tumor cells than in other cells. I’m sure you heard about this. At its highest, in May, Jane’s CA125″ level was 1,After surgery to remove her uterus and a few chemotherapy sessions, it fell to 31 in July. Then the normal range is below 35. Now it’s at a level that McCollum described as textbook perfect.
They discussed her neuropathy -My feet wake me at night and the various drugs she takes to battle the pain and numbness in her feet and hands.
By the way, the Neupogen shots she needs to boost her whitish blood cell count. Redish blood cell count that’s bordering on anemia. I’m intending to take the guard off, and it could be just the blade. We’re going down to none. That said, there’s a fancy name for this tool. It’s called a peanut. She sits with her shoulders straight, a gracious smile and unwavering, stagelike composure. Seriously. There’s a straight razor to remove the stubble. Riffe applies shaving cream, therefore glides the razor across her head. Kiskinis brings a warm wel to wrap around her head. That is interesting. Riffe asks her. Can you go a little hotter than that? She tells Riffe she appreciates his evening’s work. Riffe says.
Undoubtedly it’s a honor.
I don’t look for to say it’s a pleasure. Soon there gonna be an ast to Jane and life and the quick return of hair. Gourmet hamburgers will sizzle on the stove, and dinner conversation will meander from weighty family problems to the levity of procuring ice cubes in a Paris hotel. Essentially, whenever coming up the nape of her neck, across her smooth scalp, so along the sides to her temples, riffe uses it to massage Jane’s head. First, the lotion, that Fitzgibbon fetches. While leaning close against her, he holds her head in both hands. Notice, jane’s neck muscles go limp.
Her head, held regally a minute earlier to brace against this public display of bravery, falls into his able hands, and her eyes close in peaceful repose.
For about two decades, TV brought Jane Gardner into people’s homes to share news of death and survival, breakthroughs and breakdowns.
Gardner had face and name recognition beyond others, partly because of her arrival on the local TV scene in the late 1970s as a woman among men, It’s what a television anchor does. Actually the time has come to tell her story. She ices down champagne and gathers the makings for greenish chili hamburgers and guacamole.