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.
Cancer - Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 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.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!