I put a quick post on Facebook that I've lost my hair (well....that I'm mourning the loss of my hair). To be clear, I still have hair...but it is very thin. You can see my scalp through my hair. The pictures I post here are "Hollywood magic" because I am wearing a hair piece in most of them. My stylist (fancy name for hairdresser) bought, cut and colored a hair piece from a company called "hair U wear" (click on the name to see what products they have). Julie (my stylist) is a total gem. I promise to do an actual post on the hair piece because it's pretty cool even if you don't have cancer hair loss. I'm totally keeping it so that I can look like a Kardashian post chemo.
Suffice it to say that most of the time, I walk around with a cap of some sort on my head (this is a sleeping cap:
The fake hair lets me look like this (FYI, all of the long darker hair is the hair piece...the thin light strands are mine:
I love my stylist, Julie, and I am so grateful for her persistence in finding something that would make me feel confident when I want to dress up (or just ditch the cap). Even during cancer, I remain a princess at heart.
Tomorrow I will have my tenth chemo treatment. I have been mentally avoiding it and relishing the extra week off. I don't feel "better" per se, but I have had a lot of energy and drive to get things done (so I've done about 50% of what I planned - ha).
Today in prayer, I held on to these two readings. The first, from Hebrews 10:35 - "Therefore, do not throw away your confidence, which has a great reward..." and then a reading about Christmas from the Catechism (of the Catholic Church which is like our text book of what it means to be Catholic):
526. To become a child in relation to God is the condition for entering the Kingdom. For this, we must humble ourselves and become little. Even more: to become "children of God" we must be "born from above" or "born of God". Only when Christ is formed in us will the mystery of Christmas be fulfilled in us...I will embrace chemo like a child. I will assume that there will be cartwheels someday and that healing is in my future. In today's Gospel (Matthew 15: 29-37) it says ..."They placed them at His feet and He cured them..." a good precursor for tomorrow. I still believe Jesus is healing people who are placed at His feet. That's me.
St M Faustina told Jesus that she wanted (782) "to worship you with my very weakness..." So, I might cling to my hair, but my weakness will be all for Christ.
(Chapter 4 of Luke and 4 mins of silence...)
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