The only noteworthy thing in the past 4 weeks was Primary Doctor visit just to check in and make sure everything else is ok, and today, an eye exam. Cancer treatments have a weird effect on the body. This year my distance vision got better and my reading vision got worse. And my left eye changed more drastically than the right. New bifocals coming my way.
Although it has been quiet these past few weeks, things are still a bit frustrating around here. My Chemobrain is in full force. I don't remember things from this morning half the time. I can only laugh and move on to the next thing.
The worst part of the past few weeks is my hair loss. Last year my chemo caused my hair to thin out so much that I volunteered to buzz it. This year it is falling out in clumps.
The above picture was my daughter Maria's attempt to hide "my baldness." Yes, I walked around with this love painting on my head for a few days, but in reality it really looks like this...
No hair. At all.
But one thing this disease has taught me is don't fret the small stuff and with a lung cancer battle, no hair is the least of my worries. I'm not a wig person, so bandana's have been a lifesaver.
