It's been a rough week of treatments, but Eric and I decided a while ago we would spend some time together and go away for a couple of days. I knew the ride down to our home in Mexico would be challenging, but I did it, and I survived. Knowing that our grandbaby is due next week, we decided this would be the best time for us to go and pay the bills, walk the beach or do nothing but spend it in the condo. I started out a little anxious about the whole idea but knew if I had my own nurse on board (Tamy Schuern) we would get through it OK, and we did. I can't say it was adventurous like we are so used to doing in Mexico, but it was relaxing, and I was able to deal with the hair loss away from my home. Tom and Eric went golfing and allowed me to chill in the condo, sleep, get sick, or do whatever I needed to do, and I had Tamy beside me if I needed her. When I needed my private time, I loved that I could go in my room, shut the door, and do "my thing," cry, get sick, sleep, or do whatever was absolutely needed for me to get through the day. I laid on Tamy's lap while she rubbed my head and massaged my temples on the way home. It put me to sleep. Although I felt horrible, I think she had handfuls of hair to add to our collection. It's never-ending. The hair just continues to fall out.
I feel weak and vulnerable this week, much more than I did during my last treatment.
When Eric and I pray together, it's more meaningful and loving than I remember, the Lord is watching over us and blessing us, but the fear is still with me.
3rd day of hair loss
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