It's The Hair

Yesterday was the day my hair finally really started coming out. The whole shaved head thing was difficult for me. I really thought I was going to be OK with it but walking around looking like Annie Lenox did not work for me. The first wig I bought on line looked silly. It was just too big for my head. So I went to the mall with my Mom today and bought 3 more. They are all fun in different ways. But because I had a major chemo infusion on Thursday I was totally out of it. Tired, dizzy, cranky, dopy beyond belief because of all the meds but Mom and I persevered. We even fit in a couple of outfits and pairs of shoes between her and I. Ahhh, retail therapy!

My sister-in-law (my husbands step-brothers wife, I know it's complicated) is my savior. She is a massage therapist on top of being one of those types of people who know what I am going to say before I say it. She is simply too good to me! She has offered to give me a massage tomorrow which has really helped with my state of mind. Because I have been feeling a little down (vs. my happy and positive all the time for no good damn reason)

I have been trying to proactively address fighting depression using meditation and massage. I feel as though it has helped. It is hard to be good to yourself when you have 3 kids, a new house you still feel as though is not yours yet, a full time stressful job, weekly plus infusions, a barrage of constant Dr. appointments, I have to stop there or I will through myself over the edge! Who has time to take care of you?

It's the hair, I feel like the freak cancer patient walking around with no hair. Oh well, welcome to my new world.

Good night friends!! Love you!!