When you have Chemo it makes you pretty sick, tired restless and very lame. I wanted to do something that made me really happy and that was sailing. After being a social Sailor with my Sydney friends in Sydney, for 20 odd years sailing starting with Michelle at Mosman. Then joining Karen, Les and Andrew at Wooloomooloo. Those were fun days I can tell you. Social Sailing drinking, eating and laughing. They were the greatest fun. These days I am a competition Sailor at Gosford Sailing Club, no drinking or eating cheese. Its serious and we have 5 crew. We are all very close indeed. Sailing is a fabulous sport but a dangerous sport so you have to be on guard all the time. We do very well always getting line honors, we love it.
2009 They sailed with me but they had no idea that under that black hat was a wig, as I had no hair from chemo. My eyebrows were drawn on my face and they used to wash off in the waves. Also no eyeslashes, I never told them how sick I was, but they know now. I just love this sport, I have no fear anymore. Gee I finally became tough. I still laugh, what if I had fallen in the water, and my wig had fallen off. That would have been a terrible shock for them.
2009 They sailed with me but they had no idea that under that black hat was a wig, as I had no hair from chemo. My eyebrows were drawn on my face and they used to wash off in the waves. Also no eyeslashes, I never told them how sick I was, but they know now. I just love this sport, I have no fear anymore. Gee I finally became tough. I still laugh, what if I had fallen in the water, and my wig had fallen off. That would have been a terrible shock for them.
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