April 18, 2009

• Saturday Plans

  I'm going to oldest daughter's (Stephanie's) apartment today with Rissy.  While we were gone yesterday, the painter friend (Don) was supposed to blow insulation into our attic.  The machine rented from Lowe's wasn't working properly, so Lowe's made things right and TODAY will be the day the attic is blown.  Since Rissy and I have asthma problems and *I* am immune suppressed from chemo, we can't be here while the job is being done.
  
    
  Nikki and Jesse

  The shot yesterday wasn't bad at all.  It's a very tiny needle and I asked for it in my abdomen since I didn't know if the "ingredients" in the syringe might sting.  They didn't and I could have taken the shot in my arm, as I doubt I would have had problems sleeping on that arm.  They reminded me this was the shot that would cause about 48 hours of bone pain as the white cells begin to multiply quickly.  I *was* uncomfortable last night and woke up every two hours to use the bathroom.  Just a little achy and Extra Strength Tylenol was fine. 

  Poor JoAnn.  She was up all night because Annamarie was up with lights on in the formal living room (right outside the room JoAnn sleeps in), playing in the bathroom with JoAnn's mouth wash (at 2:30am!!!), and (needless to say) JoAnn isn't a happy camper today.  She has had trouble sleeping for the past few nights and took a sleeping pill last night.  Still no sleep!  Bless her heart.

   

  Jesse shaved more hair off of his head last night.  Totally skin head now.  If that's how *I'm* going to look,  all I can say is a big, "No thank you" and nuf' said! 

  I browsed on the Internet last night a bit and found more of the same sleeping caps like the one I purchased.  It's white and like a knit cap you wear in winter but is made of baby nightgown soft cotton/poly and small enough to fit my ittsy bittsy head!  I CAN wear that around the house with my Amish looking headcovering on top of it and I'm sure that will make me feel better.  I was glad to read that most women have a bigger issue with being bald than they do with their breasts being removed.  A head is something everyone sees and the chest can be disguised or hidden. 

  Now I don't feel so weird for praying, "Please God, take my breasts, but not my hair."  I let go yesterday in the shower and prayed, "Lord YOUR will with my hair.  You can miraculously glue it at the roots or take it bit by bit as YOUR will, not mine, is done."  That moment was another where I had to let go of control (so very easy for me to do - NOT!) and I felt relief afterward.  I have made the decision to NOT cut or shave my head.  I just can't do that.  I feel much better letting God have control over when and how my hair leaves me. At the first sign of hair loss, I'll wear that soft sleep cap and, then, the wig when I go out in public.  ALTHOUGH, I won't wear the wig to chemo.  You are in a cushy recliner and laying back to relax you.  I don't think lying back on a wig, or worrying about it slipping around on my head, would be very relaxing.

         
  Our five daughters: Stephanie Joyce, Marissa Claire (Rissy), Adrienne Lucia (Luci),  Annamarie Grace, and Nicole Angelene (Nikki).

  I'm taking all prescriptions and my "up chuck" basin, JUST IN CASE, to Stephanie's this morning.  I should really get off of here and get dressed.  We need to leave soon before Don gets started.  I'm feeling okay and taking my Bible and boombox & headphones and favorite CDs with me to Stephanie's apartment.  Rissy is thrilled that JanaLyn will be there.  Some "alone time" for them, which is a rarity!

     The five sisters - our daughters.

  Be Blessed  ~
  

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