Work was awful tonight. I wanted to kill about six people. But you know what? I am delighted to have something in my life suck that doesn't have to do with cancer. I think things will start to head in that direction now. Cancer has been around so long that it can't be the primary source of my dissatisfaction. So even though I am going to burn in hell according to my patient, I am optimistic. It is helpful that I don't believe in hell.
So now I have two days off that I am going to fill with stuff that has nothing to do with cancer. Working on the paperwork to get my house sold, actually getting someone to mow my lawn and maybe finally going to the beach with Laura, after buying the right kind of bathing suits to accomodate the fake boob. Which I have not lost in a really long time.
And my hair is starting to grow back in. Well, "peach fuzz" was the term I heard, but i would say it is now between 1/32 and 1/16 of an inch long now, and it seems to be growing in blonde. But I think when it gets a little longer, i will dye it red. And I think an eyelash grew back today. Chemo.......that was so last month.