So I got my head shaved off yesterday. It was quite quiet at the salon. All the patrons were deadly silent while I chatted up a storm.
It actually feels kind of neat, this buzz cut. Frack liked it too.
Eight more weeks till my hair begins to sprout… just in time for spring.
I am so looking forward to my next Chemo treatment on Feb. 4 so I can get this damn Picc. Line out of my arm. No more cow glove accompanying me in the bath. Alleluia.
I started to read some stuff on the internet about the pill Tamoxifen, which is the next drug I will need to take for 5 years. Apparently it blocks cancer cells from taking the estrogen in my body to reproduce itself. I can’t remember all the side effects, but the ones I do remember quite clearly include the fact that I am going to have more hot flashes, become very hairy and swollen, and maybe become anxious and depressed.