followed, then I started a new chemotherapy regimen for the third time in five years. This time, the stakes seem even higher than before.
When I first started chemo, I knew what to expect in terms of side effects and fallout, but I didn’t know what the actual chemotherapy session would be like. At my first session, I watched a nurse hang a blood-red bag of infusion liquid. She had to wear protective gear so it wouldn’t touch her skin. The color alone made it look like a poisonous potion that I was allowing someone to inject into my veins.
The first couple of videos I made were pretty basic. I had no real costume, just red lipstick. I taped my phone to my chemo chair to film. As I came up with more and more ideas that made me laugh, my costumes and makeup got more elaborate. I used a split screen shot to do a duet as both— complete with a botched but hilarious moment of throwing an apple between them with imperfect timing.