Okay, so I know this is sort of lame, but I must tell you the update on my hairs! My head hairs are now, I think, 3/8″ long! Grant doesn’t think so, but what does he know? He’s just a construction person who looks at a tape measure all the time. To be fair there are a range of hairs on my head now, from 1/8″ up to, I really do think, 3/8″. It is kind of fun. The downside of hair growing is that my leg hairs are now growing again too. Oh, well, gotta take the good with the bad, right? I shaved my leg hairs for the first time today in a couple of months.
Interestingly, the left side of my left thigh is numb. I suppose it’s a side effect of the surgery. Maybe it will heal back up. It is not quite the same as the numbness and tingling I was having in my fingers due to the chemo. (Or as I said to the doc, “Tumbness and ningling.”) I hope it is just related to anesthesia or something, and not a cut nerve. In any case, it now is what it is, and I hope it will heal.
I am doing much better. I’m almost two weeks out from the surgery, and am healing up nicely. I am much stronger, and better able to move around and withstand every day life. We even took a drive up to Winter Park yesterday to see some friends from Arizona who were in the vicinity. I’m still letting Grant do the heavy lifting about, well, literally, lifting. But riding in the car is fine, and sitting around chatting was fine, and we even went for a walk in the neighborhood of their vacation rental. I had my mountaineering walking sticks and they do help, but I did have to call it quits sooner than most of them would have, with the exception of our friend who needs knee surgery.
The scab is starting to come off the incision wound, and that is sort of annoying. Itchy, and catches on clothing. It will be nice when it all comes off.
I have follow up appointments with my primary care physician as well as the gyn-onc surgeon next week, and one with the integrative oncologist in a week or two. We’ll determine where to go from here at that point. I’m hoping full-on integrative and no more chemo!
Tomorrow is my 30th high school reunion (how is that possible?!) I wasn’t sure I would be up to it, but I have decided that I am. So Grant and I will go, if only for a little while. I went pre-K to 12 with a lot of the same kids, so even though I sort of crashed and burned in high school itself (frankly I’ll self-diagnose as having had a pretty good bout of major depression) there are a lot of memories there and shared experiences. It will be good to see people.
More as events warrant, or not….