In reading
The Council of Dads, I came across something that made me smile. When talking about the side effects of chemotherapy, Bruce Feiler wrote, "The resulting list of dos and don'ts is quite precise, including no sushi, manicures, or tattoos. Really, how do metrosexual Japanese bikers get through this?!" Not that I ate sushi, got a manicure, or a tattoo when I was having chemo, but I did do one thing that was very not like me at all. When I realized that I would loose all of my hair, I went to lunch with a bunch of my friends, then we went to have my hair cut (by a friend who is a hairstylist). I had my almost shoulder length hair cut to a little over an inch, then dyed neon pink. (I could post a pic, but will spare you!) It was kind of fun to do something so unexpected. It wasn't long after that I was wearing a wig. I have pics of Sis, M, and L wearing my wig. After chemo, my hair came back in really dark and really curly. I was at the post office and a lady I didn't know stopped me and said, "I love your hair. Where did you get it done?" I replied with a chuckle, "Oklahoma Oncology with chemo, but a perm may be easier." She actually smiled. She introduced herself...she was a nurse! I learned that it was okay to smile and have fun, in spite of the seriousness of the situation.
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