I was so nervous and scared. I had not gone back to school since the diagnosis. I was not sure what people would think about my hair, or lack thereof. I was not sure what my peers were told about my "illness," but I definitely got the opinion that it was not much. I was certainly not feeling confident about sitting in the dining hall with my daughter eating away with such an obvious "deficiency." I tried to make it alright but still I was self-conscious.
Anyway, it was okay. I am feeling self-conscious about my hair. That seems so stupid to me since I am the one who chose to shave my head at this point. The doctors tell me there was time before it would start to fall out. I wanted to be the one to choose when and how, especially since I had absolutely no choice about getting cancer in the first place! The class itself was interesting and thoughtful. There are some great thinkers there and I know that I will be inspired by them! The class is going to be TOUGH since it covers the biggest part part of my chemo. There is a lot of work to be done and the teacher is enthusiastic about her course materials. I have a job ahead but I know I can do it, a little at a time.
Last night was good. Today is good. Tomorrow will be fine. One day at a time, as Grammy used to say!
Keeping the faith! :~)
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