Chapter Two: Bald and Bossy

As expected, my hair has started to fall out. Not noticeable, unless you're eating dinner I prepared, using my shower or sleeping in my bed. Lucky for you, only Reed is fortunate enough to enjoy those three luxuries. Besides the gross factor of hair everywhere it's not supposed to be there's the hurt factor. For the last couple of days my scalp has been really sensitive and sore. It felt like I had been wearing a tight pony tail for the last 30 days and just let it down. Not comfy. So today Lisa called to see if the girls could stay the night. Which of course they couldn't get there fast enough! They had all kinds of plans for their big sleep over...Patterson's littlest pet shop collection, bowers (for those of you that are not familiar with a bower it's a bath/shower) and reading books until they all fall asleep in the really big bed. Anyway...on our way home mom and I were discussing my hair situation. I decided we should stop in and see Kim, the most wonderful hair stylist EVER! Timing couldn't have been better...she was just finishing up for the day. So now I'm bald...well...almost! Important part is that my head doesn't hurt anymore and I'm not tripping over wads of hair on the floor.
So as you can see...sleeping is a problem. It's 2:45am and I'm awake. So let's catch up.
Monday was a really nice trip to Greenville for a bone scan. And no...I'm not joking. It really was nice...because of two super sweet friends that spent their entire day with me. Karen and Denise volunteered to take me and even though it was extremely uneventful it was so nice! My mom usually takes me, and as much as I love it was nice to catch up on what's going on outside my house!
Wednesday, Cindy the Saint (aka my mom) took me to Greenville to have this port put in. It's really pretty cool. It's a little round disc like thing under my skin up near my collar bone that has a line that feeds right into a vein in my chest. From now on anytime I need an IV or blood work they can just stick a needle into this port and it's supposed to be so much easier on me. I don't know why but they have had a really hard time getting a vein. If you don't believe me ask Karen and Denise, they witnessed me being poked by several nurses and even led down the hall to another department where that nurse finally got it...after a couple of tries. The surgery itself to put this thing in actually hurts a little more than I expected and I've had the worst headache yet. So Thursday and Friday I was in bed...story of my life! Today I felt much better...now I can't sleep!
This Thursday, March 25th, my birthday...second Chemo treatment. The only thing to do about that is to turn it into a fun trip. So Elizabeth Robbins and I are heading to Greenville Wednesday to do whatever we want. Translation...Target, Shoe Crate, TJ Maxx just to name a few and start my birthday off with the breakfast of champions...Cracker Barrel! I don't know what it is about the Cracker Barrel but I can't imagine chemo without it!
Of course Firday is Brandy's Pretty in Pink fundraiser party. And I want to go more than anything! I've already got my outfit picked out. Hopefully I can make it for a few minutes.
Well...I guess I'll go catch up on Days of Our Lives. Reed will be leaving in about an hour to go fishing. Maybe I'll have his coffee ready for him when he comes downstairs!