Today I went in to work for a few hours. I had to send out magazines to my advertisers. Everyone greeted me with big hugs and love - it was really nice. I have to admit though - after a few hours I was tired. It's hard to understand, as I feel perfectly normal one moment, then I feel like I just want to lie down right then and take a nap. I guess that's normal - with the body using so much energy to heal, but it seems so strange.
After that, I went to Stuyvesant Plaza with Sandy to pick out a wig. It was not easy - as the wigs are not trimmed. They cut them custom for you - so each one I tried on had bangs down to my nose. So you had to kind of imagine how it would look if it were cut to your liking. I did find a color I liked, same crazy red multi color I have now - but a little bit lighter. That's ok, as I'm thinking I'll be looking pretty pale when I'm doing chemo so darker would definately not be good. The only problem was, this wig was longer than I wanted, and cost $330. In the end, however, it was the best choice - the most natural feeling hair, and the right color, and it looks like I'll end up going with that one. We get a discount, as employees of Stuyvesant Plaza (I do work for the gallery) and Sandy thinks she can talk Jean Paul into a deeper discount. I was hoping to pay no more than $250, as my insurance doesn't cover anything towards a wig....but for something I'll wear every day for over 6 months, it just doesn't make sense to compromise quality for price. I just hope it looks good when it's cut. Right now, it looks pretty strange. I'll post some photos here - let me know what you think. First row is the wig I like, though it has to be cut. The brown wig is the cut I like (except for the front view). They're telling me I can have the red wig with the brown cut. Hopefully they're right, as once they cut it - it's mine.
Tonight, I was supposed to go to see a Dr. Dan Arenos speak - a dr. who brings his spiritual practice into his practice of medicine. I am looking for a new GP, and it sounds like he might be just what I'm looking for. But I'm finding I'm too pooped to go back out tonight. I did manage to meet Bob after work for a quick drink, and that was nice - as I won't see him again until Monday - going to Rockport for Harvest Festival Weekend - my last R & R before starting chemo. I've always loved this weekend in Rockport - with music all up and down the streets, and a festive atmosphere. Sat. night will be at Guiseppe's for the piano bar karaoke, where some fabulous voices always show up. I might even sing this week! Singing is good for the soul.

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