Therapy 2.2

Well, I woke up from my Post-Chemo Nap to my Blood-Thinner Alarm, and I'm still tired. Today was a busy day in the chemo room, my regular seats were taken, and I ended up for most of the time between two older women, one of whom I'd seen several times before. Liz was her name, and she comes in fairly frequently just for IV hydration. We had a long-ish conversation about international travels and how nice it is to get cards when you have cancer. The woman on my other side was on her first day of chemo who also had ovarian cancer (of a different sort) and she had some questions about loosing her eyelashes (mine seem to be firmly rooted, along with my eyebrows) and just general stuff. It was kind of crazy to feel like an "experienced" person, but I guess once your hair falls out, people assume you know something about life.

Speaking of hair loss, my big breakthrough this weekend was figuring out how to fold bandanna-sized scarves to that they cover my whole big bald head. This essentially triples my head-covering options, allowing me to wear great funky scarves such as the above (Thanks, Stacey!!), which went over well in the chemo room. And maybe someday I'll post a picture of something besides me . . .

Today's health report is that my IV worked well, and they left it in another day, so here's hoping it works tomorrow again, too. I also found out that the steroids I'm on make it hard to go to sleep, which explains my late-to-bed experiences of late. Fortunately I've still been able to get ample sleep, and have my indigestion almost entirely controlled.