June 2, 2017
Dear Friends and Family,
Things are going well considering I haven’t had treatment since May 19th. My husband and I celebrated his birthday early by attending a U2 concert (his actual birthday is on May 26th). I went out of town to Austin this weekend for a wedding, so I did not have treatment. My husband has known the groom since he was 3 and their parents are really good friends. The wedding was beautiful and my sister-in-law and I danced a lot, I am curious as to how many calories we burned. 😉 It was nice to have a “normal” weekend without treatment.
I went back to work on May 29th. That particular morning, I noticed a significant amount of hair falling out in the shower, more than I have ever noticed. I have been “waiting” for my hair to start falling out, but when it started to fall out, I didn’t feel that I was “ready”. I cleaned it up and continued to get ready that morning. I arrived to work with a smile on my face and was ready to start the day. I enjoyed seeing the students and my SCE family. I was busy “catching up” most of the day. When I came home that day, I fell asleep on the recliner at an early hour and my husband woke me up to “go to bed”.
May 30th, was 5th grade graduation. I had a very small speaking part announcing student’s names for perfect attendance. In my mind, I was worried about people noticing that my hair had started to fall out, but I figured that the parents were not paying attention to me, they were paying attention to the students. 🙂 I went to Artemis Hair Studio after work to have the stylist, Kitsa, look at my wig because the coloring looked a little off compared to my natural hair. Kitsa refers to the wig as a “garment” because it is a part of you. (I will be dedicating a future post about my “garment” experience.) I became teary eyed sitting at the salon and was comforted by my mom and Kitsa that everything would be OK. I am not wearing the “garment” yet and have an appointment next week for a fitting. After speaking with Kitsa, I felt that I was not “ready” to wear the “garment” quite yet and that my natural hair still looks decent even though it is falling out strand by strand….
My Chemo Anchor this week is A.S.! She is a dear friend and spent the entire day with me at MDA! In college we were in the same sorority and lived together our senior year. I have had the same nurse for three treatment sessions and when she saw A.S., she asked if we were sisters. We just laughed and I thought, sisters bonded by friendship and 💗. We celebrated my 4th chemo treatment by eating a doughnut on National Doughnut Day!
Anchored in HOPE,