I've gone ahead and explained to people at work the reason behind my scarves, although I've been vague with most - citing either "a growth" or "skin cancer". Depending on how well I know them, or the context, I'll tell more. Most people think the scarves are cute and didn't realize there was a gaping cesspool being concealed beneath them.
Score one for scarves.
I will say that I cannot seem to sleep enough - I spent most of the weekend laid out, asleep.
I have resumed all my normal activities except for exercise. Which blows, because honestly, I do love my Water Aerobics and Zumba classes. Time will tell.
Meanwhile, this weekend, I'm going out of town for a little boondoggle with my husband's family - they know nothing about my hair cancer, and though I'll have to probably say a little something, I don't care to get into details too much.
My mother will be coming up as well - naturally, she really wants to see it - she's been a nurse for nearly 40 years and so, of course - that's her bag.
I honestly think that's the only reason she's coming. Isn't that messed up? Oh well.
The pain comes and goes. I must have slept on my wound last night, because it's been a little sore today.
I also feel like the manky smell has either mitigated, or I've gotten used to it, or both.
And finally, next week I travel for work - first time since the procedure. I'm worried, but not overly so. It's fine. It will be fine.
So, in summary - the scarves are working, I'm disclosing as I see fit, the pain is under control, and the manky smell is less manky, less smelly.
And a week from tomorrow, I go back to Dr. S.
OH! And, I'm dropping the weight I picked up during my recuperative period. Tomorrow should be a great weigh-in.
Wish me lots of luck!
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