I've been through a bunch of cancer treatment over the last five years, and so it's hard to tell what would have happened to me but for that. I spent most of my life burning hot, and now I'm cold all the time. I sleep with a cranked up electric blanket in summer...in South Texas. I lost about 90+% of my body hair going through chemotherapy and radiotherapy, but it's been enough time that I should have resumed some semblance of normal hair growth, but no. The very few patches of hair that came back are so sparse that I would look like a lunatic with a terminal case of mange if I didn't shave them. So now I have that extra chore. I lost so much weight while sick that I'm still struggling to get back up to a healthy weight, and I never expected to have that problem after forty. Now my boney ass gets sore sitting too long on big fluffy cushions! Everything tastes wrong to me now, because the chemo meds kept hitting the reset button my taste buds for so long. I have a lifetime of sense memories regarding my favorite and least favorite foods and flavor combinations, but almost none of those expectations and memories sync up with how those things taste to me now. My saliva is noticeably thicker, and more viscous. This might just be age, but I don't trust anything to be normal for me at this point. I just recently started getting the occasional pimple on my face again, and I pretty much had my last such outbreak in my early twenties.