I've had my cry, now I'm over it.......

It happened the night of the 13th, which just so happened to be the 13th day. They said it would happen between day 10 and 14, and they were right. I had worked 7a to 4p that day with Aly, and it was a very long day. We had right many people over for supper that night, and had cooked some fish that my Uncle Tony had caught. After everyone had left, I went to my room to put on my pajamas. I decided to test my hair one more time before going to bed. For several days, I had been "testing" my hair by gently tugging on several strands at a time to see if it would come out. I had noticed that Thursday it no longer hurt to do this. That night, before going to bed, when I tested it, my hair came out in my hand.

And yes, I knew this was coming. And yes, it will grow back. But try as I might, I do not have nerves of steel. So many of you have commented to me on how strong I am. I appreciate that; but you should have seen me. I went straight to my mama and cried like a baby. Yes, I did, and I'm not ashamed of it. I sobbed for about five minutes while she held me in her arms and soothed me. Then she kissed me on the cheek and we went to bed.

The next morning, Mama called my cousin, Sandy, who lives closeby. We made an appointment for noon that day when there would only be one other person there. I could see that my mother was struggling to hold it together while Sandy took the clippers to my hair. I knew that if I got emotional that she would, so I concentrated on staring at the pine tree outside the door. As my hair fell to the floor, my cousin started to crack jokes about how I wouldn't have to take so long to get ready for work now, and how I wouldn't have to shave my legs anymore. Before long, we were all laughing, including the perfect stranger sitting under the dryer. I've been informed that I have little ears, a well-shaped head, and beautiful eyes..........

And now I'm over it. I came home wearing a baseball cap that says, "Mom loves ME best". I have removed the shampoo, hair spray, and hair brushes from my bathroom. And yes, it didn't take as long to get ready for work last night. I just put on a baseball cap. For those of you who know me personally, you know I have a variety of these in every color.

So, now I'm at my townhouse. I worked 11p to 7a last night and came to my house to have a little "me time". Mama has gone antique shopping with some of my cousins. We agreed in the beginning that we would take time for ourselves and that our lives would not be all about cancer treatments for the next year. So, I'm glad that she's getting out today, and I'm sure that they're doting on her and spoiling her rotten.

Before I sign off, I want to take a moment and speak directly to the people who blessed me financially this week. To the one who wishes to remain anonymous, I want you to know that Mama respected your wishes and has not told me who you are. And to the couple who wishes for me not to mention your names, I will respect your wishes as well. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you. I am humbled that you would care so much about me that you would want to bless me in such a generous way. I pray that God will return it back to you sevenfold and bless you exceedingly and abundantly for having a giver's heart.
Thank you so very much. And before I do anything with it, I will give 10% of it back to God as tithes.

So that's it for now. The next hurdle is having my infusaport placed on Wednesday. I'm not looking forward to another surgery, but I know that having this port will make my chemo infusions much easier. Please pray that all goes smoothly and that there are no complications. I hope all of you are having a great weekend. Talk to you soon.......