The Belated Update on the Second Chemo

I was looking for the update on my emails and couldn't find the one after my second chemo. Uh...that's because I didn't write one. I was going to put it on this blog, but I got side-tracked with the backgrounds, etc. So, here is the update about 3 weeks late. Tomorrow is my 3rd chemo, so I'm getting this in just under the wire.

My second chemo was on July 8 and I kept waiting for it to kick in like the first one did. I never had the totally wiped out tired, nauseous feeling I had with the first one. I think the anti-nausea medication made me super tired. So I tried eating a little more with each meal, and it has worked well. I have had about 3 days when I didn't feel just right, but I was still able to function. I wanted to sit more and not do too much. Life could be worse. The rest of the time, I did yard work, went to Salt Lake City, and West Yellowstone, ate what I wanted, and had a great time. I am so amazed!


I lost more of my very short hair about a week after my second chemo (July 13.) I woke up with whiskers all over my pillow. I went to Nadine Justesen, my neighbor, and asked her to shave my head with the clippers again. She was so kind to do that. The next day, I took a wet wash cloth and rubbed my head. It was filled with short hairs. I did it over and over--about 4 times. It always came up with hairs on it. I did that several times that day with the same result. I was really glad it was so short.

Since then, my hair is growing a little but it's hard
to see. It's light in color and sparse. Jerry calls it
the Egyptian look. He thinks it's exotic, which makes me feel comfortable going around the house bald. It's a lot cooler in the summer heat. I'm going to get some big hoop earrings to complete the look.

I still have some eyebrows and eyelashes. I haven't shaved my legs or armpits for 3 weeks! There are advantages!! When I'm sweaty, I love putting my head under the cold water faucet and cooling off. The guys have been holding out, ladies.








I am enjoying wearing different wigs and hats.


"Hat hair" means something a little different to me. Jemayla, my daughter-in-law, gave me this hat and I added the hair. I wear this when I go outside. I wore it to the Days of '47 Parade in Salt Lake City. It was cooler than a wig.


Friends have made me some crocheted caps also. I forgot to have Jerry take pictures of those. I wear them at night, and during the day at home. I take one in the car. They are more comfortable than the wigs.


So, there you have it, baldness and all. You have to know, it takes some courage to put a bald picture up for you to see. I know you are curious, and you are a good friend, so I will even trust you with my bald picture. That's true friendship!