Now, I'm getting caught up! Whew!
Which brings me to: my second chemo yesterday.
All went well. I had a front seat window view and it took 5 hours. I met with my primary oncologist for the first time (Dr. Modarressi) and he was encouraging. My arm was a pain but I expected that. I worked on my computer, listened to podcasts (thankful for the noise cancelling that helped tune out the hospital noise), napped for a bit...and before I knew it the time was up.
Zack was there to pick me up.
We celebrated with a Bubble Tea.
Earlier in the week, my hair had started falling out. My scalp had felt tender and that night, It just came out constantly. When I took my headphones off after chemo, they were covered in hair. As was my chair. I couldn't believe it was time already. But it was. So, we didn't waste any time.
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| Going for the glamorous, gypsy, stormtrooper look.😉 |
And that is that. It feels very odd. I liked my short pixie cut much better. Han says I'm really pushing the whole aspiring to be like Pema thing a little too far. Ha!
But, I do feel like it's a continuation of the learning
--and letting go--
I've been doing these last years:
I am not my role.
I am not my house.
I am not my things.
And now:
I am not my body.
I am not my hair.
It's like peeling an onion.
Underneath it all, I am always me.
More and more me.
❤️
