When I began chemotherapy, I was prepared, at least mentally, for hair loss, nausea, and weakness. What I wasn’t prepared for was how profoundly treatment would change my relationship with food. The smell of cooked rice made me nauseous. The thought of a full meal felt overwhelming. Some days I had no appetite at all; on others, fatigue made even sitting up to eat feel like a struggle.
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