“It was growing. It was 13 centimeters, and it was putting pressure on my lungs and on my heart.” Jessica began chemotherapy, and soon enough, it was time for another big step—shaving her head.
“You know how women always complain about something? My hair was never one thing I complained about! I always loved my hair, but it started to come out in chunks.” She wasn’t the only one with a shaved head, her cat ‘Mugsie’ also showed his support. “I went ahead and shaved him too. I figured he would need it, but also it was in show of support. I figured he would want to support me by shaving his head too.”
In the early stages of her chemotherapy, she began to feel uneasy and could tell that something wasn’t right. “I wasn’t feeling well. I didn’t know why, and it’s because the chemotherapy kills the cancer cells but it also kills all the cells in your body and my hemoglobin was really low.” That’s when Jessica received her first blood transfusion, the first of three that ended up saving her life.