This morning I went to the hairdresser to get my hair cut. It's shorter than I have had it since I was a teenager! Sarah took one look at me and said "I've never seen you with hair that short". It's short but it is not as short as I could have gone ... I could have done it like Emma Watson's but I could not bring myself to do that. This was hard enough. This will have to do.
My first chemo session will be in two weeks. That is plenty of time to get used to not having hair to pull back from my face. It's not even vanity ... it has everything to do with the drastic changes this disease has brought to my life. But this is all the space I am giving to crappy cancer.
We had lunch at Bertucci's to celebrate David's birthday then home for cupcakes and presents.
Now the chocolate mousse is chilling in the fridge ... the pot roast is in the crockpot ... we are all ready to watch the VCU v Butler game this evening. It is going to be a fun evening.
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