When all this started I said there would be good days and bad, some days we would laugh and some days we would cry. Today we are going to laugh... at that hat! It's made out of yarn that has frizzies off of it (Most people make scarves out of it). It's funny because at first glance, it looks like her hair. When I first saw her today I thought "Didn't your mama ever tell you not to stick your finger in a light socket?"
In the hat's defense, when you hold it by itself, it looks very expensive and it's very warm. She also has a tan one with different colors weaved into it. Maybe it won't resemble her hair so much.
Today was 2.2. (We are starting to get hip with the lingo – 2.2 means second round, second treatment) So, Friday will be 2.3. It went pretty well. She used more cream on the spot they stick the needle, but it still hurt when they poked it – but not as bad as Monday. I took in an iPad in so she could read some e-mails. Doesn't she look sporty and high-tech?!
People are doing all sorts of things to pass the time. Reading, sleeping, working on laptops, talking on the phone, eating McDonald's, talking with the friend/family who is with them, and some just talk amongst themselves. In this room, there are probably 20 recliners all side-by-side lining the perimeter of the room.
Today it was a full house, only a couple empty chairs when we got there at 1:00 p.m. Some people had been there since 8:00 a.m. and some only an hour or two. As I looked around the room, I noticed no pattern, no similarities, no reason to group all these people together. Cancer doesn't care your age, gender or race. Doesn't care if you're a mother, daughter, brother or only child. And most of the people had their real hair!
But that's only because most people couldn't sport a hat like Mom!
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