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| The Faces of Chemo: Day 85 - Chemo 5 with my Chemo Buddy, Sandee! |
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| Another pic from chemo today. I'm calling this one, "Nerdy Secretary goes to Chemo". I know, I'm such a dork! #cancerisstupid #iheartnerds |
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| Day 86 - Won't back down! |
Friday, July 26, 2013
Kickin' Butt
Don't Go!!!
AH MAN!! Looks like my brows and lashes are bailing on me!!! I thought we had a good thing going! Didn't I treat you right? Didn't we have some good times? Remember how we would talk about "Hair" and how she wasn't strong enough to stick around? I thought we were going to ride this out together! I wish we had more time!! You don't have to go!! We can go this!! PLEASE!!!!!!?
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| The Faces of Chemo: Day 84 - Got in TWO walks.... 4.4 miles total for today! |
Days 80 - 82
Day 77 - 79
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Hey, let me see your hair!
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| Bald & Nerdy
So, it’s been 58 days since I said “good-bye” to my hair.
You’d think I would have gotten over it by now, right? I mean, how vain is this girl?! I never really thought of myself as vain, always
thought that I was pretty well grounded, but now I’m beginning to wonder.
It’s not that I haven’t gotten used to being bald. I
almost never wear hair around the house and I hardly even think about it
(unless I happen to walk by a mirror). I
guess the problem is that now that I’m starting to feel “normal” again, I want
to look like the “normal” me again.
Honestly, if it weren’t for my bald head, I might forget sometimes that
I’m right in the middle of a battle with breast cancer (well, that and the
weekly lab and chemo visits). Anyway, I wanted
to share a “hair” story that happened this morning...
I don’t leave the house without a wig on. The only time I do is for my morning walk and
even then, I’m wearing a hat. I usually
head out for my walk early enough that I don’t encounter many people, just
several pick-up trucks filled with tools and men in t-shirts headed to work. My route goes along Walnut Street, between
two busier streets, La Habra Boulevard and Lambert Road. Each morning I think to myself, “You should
go farther, cross Lambert,” but each time I turn around just before I get to
the corner. Why? Well, because I would have to stand at the
crosswalk and wait for the light to change, risking being noticed by the
heavier traffic on Lambert. The cars on Walnut don’t stop. They just pass by. It’s bad enough that I see their heads turn
and their lingering looks as they drive by. The cars on Lambert might stop at the light - get a better look! Stupid, I know.
Once again this morning (a beautiful morning I might
add), I couldn’t convince myself to go out beyond the safety of my usual route. “Too many cars out,” I told myself. I turned around and headed back home. About halfway there, I noticed two men
walking ahead of me and talking. They
were older and one had a walker. I tried
to walk quickly around them, unnoticed.
As I passed, they said good morning and asked me how I was doing. Still moving, I turned slightly, smiled and
returned their greeting. Then the man
with the walker yelled out, “Hey, let me see your hair!” REALLY? Did he REALLY just ask me that?! “I don’t have any hair!” I answered without
looking back. “So! Let me see your hair!”
was his reply. By this time, I had picked
up the pace and was a good distance away from them. I quickly pulled of my hat and turned my head
to see their reaction. Walker Man smiled
and called after me, “Ah, you’re beautiful anyway!”
Thanks, Walker Man.
Although you are most likely visually impaired, thanks for making me
momentarily forget about the uncomfortable stares from the passing cars and
remember that I AM beautiful and for now, this IS my “normal”! There’s a pretty gnarly fight going on inside
my body, and I’m holding up pretty well!!
I may not be heading out all GI Jane anytime soon, but if people do see
me, I hope they see my strength. Even if
I don’t ever get up the courage to “expose the dome” publicly and in person, I
hope I still shine with the strength, grace and joy I’ve been blessed with
throughout this journey. I just need to remember
to stand confident in the new and improved person God is molding me into, hair
or no hair.
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Ultrasound
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| The Faces of Chemo: Day 76 - Ultrasound Couture! The tumor is down another half centimeter!! Take THAT, Supid Cancer! |
Faces of Chemo (continued)
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| Day 58 - Last night with Mom & Dad. Gonna miss 'em!!!!, Day 59 - Aside from Mom & Dad leaving, the pelvic ultrasound, dry eyes, and the heat, this is the best I've felt for a Friday after chemo!, Day 60 - Too HOT for hair OR make-up!, Day 61 - Feelin' good. |
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| Day 62 - Goin' for a ride...., Day 63 - Got my new specs. Look out world, I can see! #gettingoldsucks, Day 64 - 2 Down, 10 more chemo's to go!! Megadose Benadryl kicked my keister again!!!, Day 65 - Happy Birthday, America!  #LazyDog #twooldladies,Day 68 - Ellyn's last night/Lovely 'Staches Tribute.  when my alien port doesn't cooperate)!, Day 70 - Out for a little celebratory after dinner walk. Feeling good!, Day 71 - Chemo #3 of 12. Get 'er done!, Day 72 - Slurpin' on some free Slurpees!  followed by some Chinese food! Lazy day!, Day 75 - A little wrestling action - WWE Money in the Bank |
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