As a child growing up in Alaska playing outside was a daily activity. Dressing warm was just common sense. As an adult with cancer, we are talking about a whole new ball game... My chemo treatments leave me with skin that tingles with the first sign of cold air. My throat tightens slightly and makes me cough, which makes throwing up a slight possibility. My toes and hands are going numb and the cold just adds to my discomfort. But enough whining, I am Eskimo I should be able to handle the cold or maybe not.
At the first sign of temps dropping below zero, why is it I freeze? Literally freeze, like hibernation mode is the only escape route. Curling up with a warm blankie (yes I said blankie), wool socks and slippers within easy access is a good thing. Fleece is another option to consider, with layers upon layers of clothing that doesn't match is a unattractive yet "oh so desirable".
Venturing outside is an event to avoid when ever possible. The reality check is this.... who wants to freeze anyway? Is this a sign of weakness? I think not. To venture outside is for those hardy souls who want to experience the real Alaska. Growing up here leaves me to think.... "been there, done that... no need to do it again..." I am Eskimo but in reality staying toasty warm has its perks too.
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