A Pre-Chemo Haircut...

Dr. T, the RO had told me to call her on Tuesday afternoon, if I had not heard from her by then.  Had to leave a message, but I did call.  Hopefully, someone will call back soon.  I need to get this ball rolling, you know?

Today, though, I went and got my pre-chemo haircut.  I never realized I had such a pin head.  Seriously.  Here, look:

Yeah, I don't think we could have gotten this cut much more.  My question is:  Who stole my eyebrows?  I never quite had Brooke Shields' type eyebrows, but dang!

Just at the bottom of the photo you can see the incision where the port tubing got attached to the superior vena cava.  Both of the incisions are almost completely healed, so I'm good to go... now if only they would GET ME GOING!  (the gritted teeth should be implied by the CAPS)

My sister-in-law, Julie, was just here, bringing me hand-knitted goodies to get me through the coming frosty winter.  I know people in Michigan and Illinois, not to mention Ohio (Wendy and Dean) would grin knowingly about how awfully 'cold' our winters are, but hey, this is the coldest place I have ever lived!  It's all relative.

Anywho, Julie made me a wrap and matching hat, and then a second hat, all of which are oh-so-soft.  She took pictures and I'll share those just as soon as she sends them to me.  Why I didn't have her d/l them to this one while she was here,.... drat.

I can smell some wonderful chicken with chilies ... Jane's making me stew.  Oh the temptation of that scent.  Poor Jane is trying so hard to keep me fed.  I hate worrying her, but I think she's taking this whole thing pretty darned well. 

I once told someone that truly one of the hardest things about having cancer is the effect it has on the people that love you.  My family is not stupid and they know how to find out the survival rates on this type of cancer, and it's hard to see someone you love going through this ordeal without a way to tangibly help them.  I just want everyone to know that I'm going to fight as long as I can, but if it comes down to the point where it's pointless to put myself through treatments that ultimately are not working or helping, I am quite fine with the inevitability of death.  I am not afraid of it.  I don't believe it's anything to worry about or fear.  And besides, everyone does it. :)

So stay tuned for upcoming photos of me in my cool new knitted accessories.  I'll be stylin' in the infusion ward.