Stuff and hairy arm pits

I can honestly say the ONLY thing I miss about the chemo was no shaving. I know, TMI! The funny thing is that when I actually looked in the mirror yesterday I realized that the patch of hair under the armpit on the side that underwent radiation is about the size of a golf ball, while the other side is 3 times as long and wide. It is like that armpit now extends down to my bra line. It also made me realize they had stretched the skin down when they did the reduction, but it is just another weird thing.

I now have a pan of lasagna in the freezer and it seems to have been done just in time. It is now 12:46pm and as of 10:45 they had changed the start time of my new project to 3:00pm today. Fortunately, Nikka (who lives next door) is working as well so we can ride in together. Misery loves it some company! I am not complaining that they keep changing the date and time, but the emotional yo-yo crap is tough on the spirit. Again, it is not confirmed but I may or may not be working for one weekend, this weekend, project to end on Sunday...who knows?!? All I do know is that will likely screw up my unemployment and I will wind up making less.

The hair issue

The hair is beginning to come back in and I must say I was lulled into a false sense of hope when it started to come back platinum blonde. My mother says it was the hair color I was born with and I was hoping this meant a do over for hair color. Alas, it is now officially coming in grey and white. I am starting to get eyebrows again and they too appear to be grey and white. There are a few hairs growing on my legs yet nothing in the armpits. The fuzz on my head is enough to warrant a washing now and then but it still takes only a swipe of the towel to be dry.

Of course, the first real hairs to come back were the black ones on my chin.

The scarf thing.

You see more bald chemo patients wearing head scarves and hats then you ever noticed before when someone you know is going through chemo. People you would have ignored in a prior moment jump out at you and tug at your heartstrings. There is simply a "chemo look" that evokes a sense of pulling at the heartstrings that is hard to explain. I have been told I am extremely upbeat for someone who is currently battling breast cancer and chemo, but I say what are my alternatives? So, the scarf thing. I cannot even pretend to speak for anyone else, but I have my bald head covered because I AM COLD! The low blood pressure does not help, but I am simply feeling the temp on my bald scalp. I never realized how damned much hair I actually had, although my hair dressers bitched about it for years, until it was all gone. I don't mourn the hair, but dammit, I found a new love for hats!!!!

Pubes and eyelashes

I looked down on my desk yesterday afternoon and counted 3 eyelashes on my desk. When added to the 3 more that fell later, I took it as a sign. My scalp is beginning to "hurt" or tingle....so, picking up the wig on Thursday appears to be another case of perfect timing.