Monday, February 11, 2008
Gone Daddy Gone
That's it! I couldn't take it anymore.
I've cut my hair. All of the frazzled, dry, thinned out craptastic chemo hair is gone. My full, luscious, ringlet-curls have returned.
I look a little like a 20's flapper. But with an extra 40 lbs of chemo-steroid weight on my cute kewpie doll figure. (Sigh. That's my next project.)
In any event, it feels good to leave one more vestige of cancer behind.
I have my 9 month post-chemo CT scan tomorrow. Let's all say it together, "Fuck Cancer."