By Carrie Ellman-Larsen I know what I was told. I was told that it was going to be a hard year; a mastectomy, chemotherapy and radiation. I was told that I was going to lose my hair but it would come back and while it did, I’d get to wear cute hairstyles. I was told that I’d lose some energy and might feel sick but once it was done, I’d return back to normal. Normal. That’s a word that I…