My brother Dave called me yesterday from where he lives in Plano, TX, to say he'd seen an article discussing researchers, doctors taking a closer look at cognitive effects of cancer treatment and wanted to send it to me to read. I told him I'd not only known about chemobrain but used it for years as an excuse when my mind goes funky. Can't think of a friend's first name? Chemobrain. Forgot where you put something? Chemobrain. I don't have to worry about dementia or alzheimer's. It's chemobrain! My blanket excuse. How convenient.
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