Yes, the time has come for my hair to fall out. Since the first dose of chemo, bits have been falling out as I comb or brush my hair, but on Friday it was coming out by the handful. Me being me couldn’t resist pulling it until I had enough for a wig in my hand. It was interesting actually to be able to see the colour of my hair close up, that usually sits on the back of my head. It looked darker than I thought it was.
Presently, the hair on my head is wispy and rather thin. I’ll be happy when that decides to let go too. I’m far from sad about losing my hair, mainly because I feel it is a sign that the treatment is working and it is another step forward to wellness again. I have my scarves and beanies, and my sister is diligently crocheting cloche hats for the more formal occasions….in very soft wool the first one is looking gorgeous already. I’m quite excited about wearing them!
Tim has returned to Maryborough. He left early so he can have a bit of a rest before the working week. It’s a drag having to drive that highway every week – the traffic is diabolical most days especially at the beginning and end of weekends. We enjoyed dinner at the Jam Jar on Friday night….such big meals, very yummy, freshly cooked on the premises, and just what the doctor ordered for me…tasty! Our booking was for 6pm which would be too early for us under normal circumstances, but this is our new norm right now.
Saturday was a busy day for us in spite of the fact that my appointment was changed to Monday at the hospital. It left the day free for Tim and Bernice to go shopping and not have to rush about. Saturday night after dinner we watched TV and chatted. A very enjoyable time for each of us.
My sister has to return home after next week, so plans had to be made for the change over to Tim being the carer, and my sister passed on what has to be done each day to ensure my progress keeps going the way it is. If push came to shove, I know I would be capable of doing it all myself, but it’s rather nice to let someone else worry about what tablets are due, and what to cook for dinner etc.
It will be lovely having Tim here with me, but gee I’m going to miss Bernice. We have had a lot of fun together and have laughed like idiots over the silliest things. A few walks down memory lane about when we were kids — that was nice too and we made a silent pact that no bad memories would be entertained for long. No maudlin stuff for us!
Tim and I greatly appreciate the fact my sister put her own life on hold to come and take care of me. Her husband hasn’t been well of late, so it was very generous of them to agree to this time.
This coming week entails 3 lots of chemo for me as well as another lumbar puncture to measure my bone marrow cells that may or may not still be affected. Every day will need to be taken as it happens, because predictions can’t be made as to how it will go. I might sail through with little or no side effects, but then again I might be unlucky this time and not feel so good. Time will tell. I’m not worried. I know I can handle it.
The sun shines here each day, and the winter is very mild so far. It’s more like early autumn at 24 deg C by day and down to about 11 or 12 at night. Not winter temperatures by any stretch of the imagination. As the saying goes, Sunny Queensland, beautiful one day, perfect the next.
Often, we watch the helicopters land on the rooftop pad at the hospital, then we see the staff rush out when safe to take the patient to whichever ward they need to go. The runway to the lifts are uncovered so we are waiting for a rainy day to see how they keep the patient on the stretcher dry and warm. Small things amuse us!!
Now, it’s time for a cup of tea so I’ll leave you guys to chat amongst yourselves for a while till next blog. I’m feeling good, positive and looking forward to the treatment next week whether it’s going to be tough or not. It is another step forward for me to be able to get back home and back to my life.
Thank you again for your kind comments, your thoughts, prayers, advice, tips and of course your support and love. I am so very grateful.
Oh and the pic below has given me inspiration for our side fence that borders our grumpy and nosy neighbour….I will get creative when I am finally back home and well enough to do this. What do you think?