It is happening and it's about time

Well the hair (on my head) is finally starting to go. Yes - it is strange that I am relieved it has started. I think it tells me that this entire situation is moving along and getting closer to the end. I am quietly excited to see what colour and shape my hair will be when it returns. I am wanting curly white hair - yes, you heard me but what the heck - let's skip the salty gray-look and go straight to white. Knowing my luck it will come out jet black and bone straight. It doesn't really matter - I have never been that concerned about my hair. Only that it has to be easy to care for and of course, look absolutely fabulous - like always! ;o)

My 2nd Chemo treatment is next week (April 23rd). My first visit was rather interesting once it started. I was quite anxious prior to the first session but soon after I arrived it really wasn't that hard. My treatment included manual injection, one of the three drugs was administered by hand, from a syringe into my IV. If it is not properly done, my veins could dissolve, only if the drug doesn't travel fast enough into my body along with the saline solution. Very exciting. :o) I get 30-40 minutes of close personal attention so I can ask lots of questions and feel really at ease. I am very impressed with the Fraser Valley Cancer Clinic at Surrey Memorial Hospital. It 's like walking right into a family room with puzzles, knitting, crossword puzzles, smiling faces, drinks and snacks.

I have to chuckle thinking about my first visit, I was sitting across the room from a male convict getting his Chemo treatment. He was foot-shackled as well as cuffed to his chair, wearing a jumpsuit in an alarming shade of bright orange, all the while escorted by two male guards. Even though he didn't have a 'potty mouth' his conversations were Hitchcock freaky - constantly searching trying o push the limits with the guards and nurses. Very odd and strange when I reminisce , but it makes my chuckle (is this currently how I deal with uncomfortable situations?) - hey even convicts get cancer and need treatment. The nurses were awesome and didn't bite into any of his comments. Who doesn't like listening to fast, dry wit? Well all joking aside I hope I don't see him again - it was definitely weird.