When Will It Go?
So my hair is supposed to fall out pretty soon. They said it would start 10-14 days after chemo starts. It just sort of hit me the other day, when a friend asked about getting together over the weekend. I wasn't sure why I felt hesitant. I then realized it was the hair thing that was hanging over me. I decided to keep my weekend open, in case it starts falling out and I need to deal with some hair drama.
It felt odd to suddenly realize the next time I see my doctor or my book club or my neighbors or my kids... my hair might be gone. It sort of put me on edge, so I needed some control. I texted my book club and said I'd be hanging around on Tuesday morning if anyone wanted coffee.
And that's all I did. I made a pot and people helped themselves... and some surprise muffins arrived. Usually our book club meets at night and we drink wine, not coffee and water. But we laughed as hard as we do at our night gatherings. And we took the photo to send to our book club friends who are out of town, or have moved away. I showed off my wig, (not in photo) but mostly we talked about other things. And that was the best part.
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!