Riding the Wave

I'm glad last week is over. Monday and Tuesday were better than I anticipated but Wednesday and Thursday didn't live up to my expectations. I did manage to work both Wednesday and Thursday but the nausea was ever present. I learned the hard lesson that I can no longer lay in bed until the last minute and then jump up and move fast. I thought I was going to toss my cookies two minutes into my shower on Wednesday. Thursday I laid in bed and ate saltines before my feet hit the floor and the morning went much smoother. My Mom related it to morning sickness. I am adding pregnant women to the list of people I'll never again make fun of.

Friday was wig day. A day I neither looked forward to nor dreaded. It was a bit surreal. Wigs have come a long way but the idea still kinda creeps me out. Anyway, I did it. There were some good laughs. The final decision has not been made because I am waiting for one to be shipped but by the end of next week I'll be the proud owner of a hair prosthesis. Don't be jealous.

My best Reba.

My Mom's 'do circa 1985.

Hello, welcome to Wal-Mart.

Cousin It.

Yesterday was my Mom's last day down here after two weeks. We spent the day soaking up the sun at Tempe Town Lake and Marketplace. We bought a couple hats because although I'm getting a wig I'm thinking bald is more my style. Saying goodbye is never easy but we managed to do it without causing too much of a scene! I am glad my Mom was down here to be with me for my first treatment and I know she feels the same. There's definitely a comfort that only a Mom can bring.

Me and the madre.


Today I am getting myself organized and back in routine for my "good" week. I see Dr. K2 on Tuesday and have bloodwork on Friday but other than that I am free of medical appointments - yay! My Dad will be here on Friday and will be with me at my second treatment next Monday. I am looking forward to spending time with him (although I'm not looking forward to hearing about how he beat me in March Madness).

Thank you all so much for everything. Seriously. I have been blessed with a great support group and receiving the cards, gifts, flowers and paintings (courtesy of a special little boy named Jack) always puts a smile on my face. Please pray for the medical staff that is taking care of me. They are amazing people that do amazing work. I had another opportunity to speak with the family of a former patient of Dr. K2's and I know that I am receiving the best care.