Princess Kate popped into the Royal Marsden Hospital’s cancer ward, where she had a little “been there, done that” moment. Apparently, she herself was treated there last year, though word on the palace streets is that she was “smuggled in” like a 007 spy. Chemo Royale, anyone?
During her visit, Kate decided to sprinkle some royal wisdom on the patients and staff. Of course, royal reporters jumped in faster than a Corgi at teatime to manage the messaging. “Kate’s fine! She’s thriving! And how dare you even question this!” They might as well have handed out scrolls that said, “The Princess is glowing, peasants. Move along.”
One patient, Angela Terry, who met Kate, declared, “She doesn’t have to tell us what kind of cancer she had.” Yep, folks, we’re on a strict need-to-know basis, and apparently, we don’t need to know. Terry gushed that Kate was there to say thanks and inspire hope, adding, “She looked so well! My goodness, look at her!” Translation: She’s a walking shampoo commercial.
Angela, a 71-year-old badass battling EGFR-positive lung cancer since 2019, also chairs a charity for lung cancer patients. She was at the hospital for treatment when Princess Perfect Hair swung by to, as Kensington Palace put it, “show gratitude and highlight world-class care.” Or as Angela probably thought, “Am I hallucinating this royal meet-and-greet, or is the chemo just kicking in?”
Oh, but it gets better. These delightful contraptions help chemo patients keep their hair, albeit while looking like they’ve shoved their heads into the freezer.
Katherine Field, an art historian and patient rocking the cold cap look, mentioned that Princess Kate shared she “didn’t have to use it.” Katherine, bless her, admitted, “I hate it, but I think it’s working. There’s just a little hair coming out!” Imagine telling the Princess of Pantene that your locks are staging a slow escape. Bold move.
Katherine added, “For her to lose her hair, which is so iconic, would have been awful. Everyone loves her hair!” Because, obviously, Kate’s hair isn’t just hair; it’s a national treasure. Meanwhile, the rest of us mortals are over here clutching at our split ends like peasants admiring a royal scepter.
Now, let’s talk about Kate’s glow-up. In 2023, she looked a bit under the weather—under the very British weather, if you know what I mean. Rumors of wigs swirled, and then poof! By Wimbledon last July, she was dazzling like she’d just stepped out of a fairy tale. Hair glossy, cheeks rosy, and serving us all a big slice of “Chemo who?”
A princess who’s living her best remission life, dodging cold caps, and casually reminding us all that even in the face of cancer, her hair remains the true star of the show. Bravo, Kate. Bravo.
