It's not that I dislike them really. I just don't feel comfortable. Spas sound indulgent and I feel like I should spend my money in better ways. But when my daughter and I were looking for some fun ideas to celebrate her birthday together, one of Heidi's thoughts was facials at a nearby spa. Suddenly I was giddy! This was something we both could do. It's recommended that I not have manicures or pedicures during chemo, but at Viva Day spa, I could have a facial designed to my needs, using organic products. And there was no guilt of indulgence. This was Heidi's birthday treat...that I just got to join in on. Yay!
But I felt anxious the day before. Do I walk in wearing my wig, even though It will have to come off. Same with make up... but I look scary without. So, I put on a scarf and light make up and headed out on Sunday. Heidi and I sat in this round calming room, sipping cucumber water as we filled out paperwork. Yikes. Who would I even be dealing with? In a private room I hoped? Stephanie came out and introduced herself to me. She was young and relaxed. I felt at ease.
The room could have seemed intimidating after months of examining/operating tables and equipment. But there was calming music and some peaceful artwork. I wasn't sure if Stephanie had had time to read my requests. I told her I couldn't do the full treatment. I told her I was undergoing chemo and I hoped she didn't mind dealing with a bald head, because I was dying to take my scarf off. "No problem, " She said gently. "This is going to be all about love and healing." She smiled with enthusiasm and sincerity. I loved her.
I could barley open my eyes. I sighed. "You have magic fingers... I laughed softly. "No, healing hands." She smiled, back. "Well, I did it all. I even pulled out my crystals and I prayed." I didn't even know what that exactly meant, but it worked! "Thanks for dealing with my head. That felt wonderful."
"You're so brave." She answered. "You're going to be just fine."
A year ago, I would have laughed at such a cosmic approach. I embraced it today and she embraced me before I left.
I met up with Heidi and we shared about our totally different experiences. I have to thank Heidi for sharing her birthday and allowing me to experience the most relaxed moment in the past 130 day. What a treat.
Cancer to 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!