Thursday Feb 22, 2007

I did it! Went and shaved my head. I was very tired of my long hair everywhere!! I was surprised to feel so much better when it was gone. I look so tough, like a marine nobody wants to mess with. When I wear a bandana, I feel like a biker chick and take on this attitude - "Take a hike cancer!!". Then I put on my wig or a cute hat and feel more like myself. I told my hairdresser I always wanted to shave my head and was pleased to see that being a C section baby gave a nice shape to my scalp. Justin was there as my hair was shaved and thought it was neat. When we got home he changed his mind and handed me my wig saying "I don't like your hair". I make a point of covering up around him now. I still have some hair and feel like a fuzzy peach, but you can see patches of smooth scalp where the hair is completely gone. I'm glad I bought my wig when I still had hair because it is the exact same color as my natural hair. I tried some blond and even red wigs, but when I found "the one" I felt like my old self. Shirley (hairdresser) had to cut some bangs on my wig because I need them. It really looks and feels good.

My nurse at the Cancer Clinic finally phoned me back today (2 days after I left a message). Of course, my cold symptoms have passed and I'm not running a temp so there was no need for action. I really don't like the phone-in system at the clinic. You phone an operator who writes down your message and physically brings it to whoever you are calling. In Saskatoon I had a direct line to my nurse (who usually answered) and her voice mail, no middle man. I don't think it's fair to make me (or anyone else) wait by the phone to be called back at their convenience. I do plan on telling my nurse and social worker on Monday that I think their phone system is archaic. I waited on hold one day 7 minutes (I timed it) just to speak with the operator. I really don't like to complain and I'm sure they have excuses or other options for me, but I'm still going to speak up.

I'm really enjoying this week. I love having James home as it's their school break. My energy is pretty good and I'm getting out because it's back to seclusion next week at the hospital for more chemo. My appetite isn't as strong as last week, but I'm still eating 2 or 3 meals a day. I'm still subject to coughing fits and not sure if it's related to my lungs or the thick phlegm that causes me to almost choke. Phlegm was my biggest challenge with radiation and hate that it has returned. I rinse with Club Soda or drink my hot water with honey and lemon for some relief.

I'm very excited that my cousin and best friend from childhood is coming for a visit this weekend. Trina (Dauk) Oullette is flying out from Calgary Sat morning and going back Sun night. We've talked on the phone the last 2 nights for hours, I almost lost my voice. Those of you who know Trina understand why I'm so excited. She's an amazing woman who is hilarious and fun and hasn't changed a bit from when we were young. They were our neighbors in Muenster and their house was my escape from brothers and teasing and sports (she has 3 sisters). We have such great memories from growing up and plan to spend the weekend sitting on the couch catching up and reminiscing. There's going to be lots of tears of laughter and probably some sad ones. We look forward to our Korte Reunion this summer, but this weekend is for us.

Thanks again for the love, prayers, and support. It really helps.