An unusually funny breast cancer story written in the first person
When the doctor holds her hands to tell her that she has breast cancer, the first thing Raquel, a screenwriter and single mother of a four-year-old boy, fears is not losing her boob, but her mane of hair, and this just after she’s had a keratin straightening treatment. As she assimilates the news and starts the treatment, fear settles in as a faithful traveling companion, which she keeps at bay with frank humor, without complexes.
Raquel Haro offers us a masterly lesson on how to travel one of life's darkest paths without losing hope or a sense of humor. But above all, and perhaps more importantly, she teaches us what to do when your son takes off your wig in the middle of the park, when you lose your prosthesis while dancing at a Rigoberta Bandini concert or your new flirt prefers not to see you without a bra.