Yep, I'm a bald person now. Brent brought his clippers yesterday and very carefully sheared my head. He's got skills in many areas. I'm lucky to have him in my hour of need. Or rather, year? Hopefully just a year?
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| Gotta go fight aliens now |
Seriously, I don't think becoming bald was a huge shift, and not even the most interesting thing to happen these past couple days. For one thing, Chris brought me something I have never had. Home made granola. I don't know why I haven't been making my own granola my entire life now, it's so much better than what I would ever find in a store. The oats were soft and supple, there were perfect proportions of raisins and nuts and coconut shavings. It was the perfect topping for the yogurt David brought me while he was here. Especially when the breakfast I got this morning was a heaping spoonful of stinky scrambled eggs.
When Chris was over, he and Brent and I took a field trip across the street to Rose Medical Center where they have a cute little coffee and snack shop that's only closed between 1am and 5am. We filled up on comfort food. Chorizo mac and cheese, lasagna, and my hot dog. It was a real treat. The Dexamethasone (steroids) I've been on have ramped up my appetite so much, I finished my hospital dinner PLUS the full on beef hot dog with chips I got at Rose that night.
The fun didn't stop there. Dad came over today, and I was so jazzed about Rose I took him over there and made him buy me an Italian soda. It was delicious. He also brought me my favorite lemon braised kale, which I've been eating all afternoon. I've pooped twice already. Just be glad I don't include pictures. Even I have boundaries. I will however gladly show you a picture of my latest masterpiece.
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Coloring books are just my speed right now. My mental capacity has dwindled along with my physical capacities. I can only talk about poop, I can mostly only color inside the lines, and I can only solve a rubik's cube once or twice a day. I also watch a lot more cartoons. I'm ok with all that right now.
Another excitement was receiving a package all the way from Japan. There's something so exotically mesmerizing about the Japanese print on the shipping label, but everything inside was equally as mesmerizing. Thank you, Kelly. One of these days, we'll be wearing funny socks and eating green tea Kit-Kats in Tokyo together. Maybe we'll even be listening to Rod Stewart like back in the day. I'd like to think so.
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The least exciting part of my day was the cankles. I don't know why they're still there. I'm sure they're on their way out, but their presence is increasingly annoying. At least I don't have hemorrhoids anymore. Thanks, Debby, for that one.
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I wonder what you're all doing out there, and if you get time to just sit and color or stare at your cankles. Or open funny boxes from Japan. I really hope you do.
currently trying to convince my older son that he should go back to sleep 😊
ReplyDeleteJust woke up in the same body as yesterday, and not stoked about it. Wishing I had read maybe a little science fiction instead of all those Russian histories.
ReplyDeleteBald and Beautiful Sarah! I read lots of free ebooks. Had cankles with my daughter, they're odd aren't they?:) Hope they go down soon.
ReplyDeleteHave to say, I love reading your blog.... just wish it were about traveling through Asia on a unicycle or a brief history of garden gnomes, instead of cancer.
ReplyDeleteSo glad it arrived and amused/mesmerized you for even a short time! I'm listening to Rod now in your honor.
ReplyDeleteEat all the food!
ReplyDeleteI don't think that I have been introduced to the particular joys of homemade granola. Thank you for the pointer. I guess I have been doing it all wrong. I just had cheerios for breakfast. Now that seems really inadequate.
Wow, you pull off bald quite well. And you are a gifted colorer :-)
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