Ok, so I don't wear the style quite as well as George, but it's better than bald. I didn't realize it had been 2 months since my last photo update. Wow, time is really flying by these days.
I'm feeling great and enjoying my life without cancer. The new "girls" are old news. They're just a part of me now--like they were always mine. I guess that is a good sign. I am still having a little tenderness near the incisions, but it isn't bad. My port scar actually bothers me more than anything. It feels really tight like it could split open any minute. Pretty uncomfortable, but again...who's complaining?
My hair is starting to get a curl to it. I am ever so hopeful that if it is going to go curly on me that I will have hair like my sister-in-law Janie. She has the most beautiful curly hair. I'm afraid I'm going to end up like little orphan Annie minus the red.
That would be tragic....
