My Scalp Hurts

Isn't it interesting that a scalp hurts when your hair is falling out. I mean isn't it enough to lose your hair, does it have to hurt while you lose it?

It's been falling out for about a week now. I can't stop myself from brushing my hair or running my hands through it and seeing how much hair comes out each time. And each time way too much comes out. No bald spots yet. Just a score scalp.

Other then that life is going well, at least well for a girl who misses her hair and is depressed.

Things willget better. I dare say once the hair is gone I'll be ready to move on.

She's Alive (insert evil laugh here)

This first chemo session sucked. It sucked big time. It sucked super big time. You get the picture.

I spent most of the last 9 days feeling to sick and tired to even sit up. And much to tired to blog, read, knit or even watch tv. I was of course a lot of fun to be around. Everyone knows when you feel sick and tired you have a wonderful and pleasing personality and you are a pleasure and a joy to be around. And you are the exact opposite of crabby.

I Think She is Right

Cat transmutation:
I am sure Good Looking is right, this is all an experiment to turn me into a cat. And it seems to be working. I spend most of the time sleeping either in bed or on the sofa.

I say it is good news:
The good thing is I don't often have the interest or energy to eat. Food tastes funny, coffee tastes funny and I'm just not hungry, at last not usually. I did come home from work yesterday, after having a glass or two of milk on Saturday and a half a corn muffin, a scone and 2 glasses of milk on Sunday, so hungry that I could barely make it the kitchen before I slaughtered a tomato sandwich. Good looking that was your tomato and boy was it good.

The good thing about that is I am losing weight. I know it's not very smart right now to eat so little, but it sure feels good to get on the scale and see the amount drop daily. It sure feels good to put on the shirt I wore last week and see it loser. I think right now this is just enjoying one of the benefits of a tough situation. I'll see if it happens after the next session and see if a short term pleasure starts to turn into something closer to stupid.

Hair today:
Generally I like my hair, but there I've always wanted to tweak it. Sometimes I wanted auburn hair, sometimes I've wanted it to be long and curly. I've always wanted it to be fuller, thicker and have more body. No matter what I've always loved the fact that it has always been silky. My hubby loves to run his hands through it, so do I. It feels -- well it felt wonderful. Now it's just so so silky. It feels drier and wrong. I guess it is getting ready to leave. I'll miss it.

And I say we all take a poll on how we want it to come back. Long and blond. Short, spiky and red. Buzz cut. Braids.

Send ideas.

I see one of the chemo doctors tomorrow, lets hope he has energy ideas.

I Think She is Right

Chemo Bites

The Adored Oncologist did say I would be beat the 2nd thought the 4th days after Chemo and so far I would have to say he is right. Chemo was Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I was tired. Yesterday I was just plainly exhausted. I slept from 9:00 in the evening till 3 the next afternoon. At three I ate a bit, and napped some more. And then spent the rest of the day napping.

Today I woke up at 10:30 and have had a least the energy to sit up and play on my puter. Hope I feel more awake soon since I have to work tomorrow.

Chemo may suck, but it is better then cancer.

Chemo 1

Monday was my birthday. I celebrated by unpacking from vacation and thinking about chemo.

Tuesday was chemo 1. Al brought me to the Oncologis's office at 9:00. Naturally, the first person we were scheduled to see was the financial manager. Speaking of which we are very lucky that we have good insurance. That really hit home once we picked up the latest prescription. I need to give my self a shot of Neuprogn once a day for 5 days after each chemo. The medicine costs over $3,000 for probably 2 sessions. Over $3,000. Luckily we have reached the cap for our out of pocket expenses so we got it for free.

Anyway Al and I got there at 9:00, saw the finance manager and trundled upstairs to see the Physician Assistant. When he finished explaining everything and writing even more prescriptions, (an antibiotic in case I get a fever over 100.4 and and antinaseau medication). Finally we went to see the nurse. She is young and sweet and explained everything in great detail. Too much detail considering I've talked to the oncologist, the physician assistant and read books and web sites for detailed information. But she was doing her job and did it well. And she was sweet.

Al left about 10:30. Then nurse drew blood (to make sure the blood levels were appropriate) and set up the IV. She puts lots of stuff in me, the chemo meds, the Herceptin meds, meds to minimise side effects and only the good lord knows what else. It took until 3:30 until they were done. I listened to Alan Alda's biography which I had on my Ipod. I knit, I wandered to the bathroom, training a pole with chemo was very bored. Al came back around 2:30 and entertained me. It was a long day. But worth it.

Dear God What Have We Done

We love Myrtle beach and have been looking (off and on, though mostly off) for years for a vacation home down there. This year we found it. It is tiny and on a postage stamp sized lot. We can almost afford it (if we never buy anything unneccessary ever again).

This is the link to the housing development. http://myrtlebeachismybeach.com/Cottages.aspx
This is the link to the local shopping http://www.marketcommonmb.com/about.html

This is a couple of pictures of a cottage for sale.http://activerain.com/blogsview/225961/The-Cottages-on-Farrow

I have to clean this house or the guys will be very cross. Albert is having friends over soon.

I Love Myrtle Beach

Unfortunately vacation is almost done. We will be heading home Saturday morning. I would rather stay here.

The beach is beautiful and so is the pool usually. Today was bad because so kid pooped in the pool. Ugh.