I’m bald.
I really love wigs and I’ve had a lot of fun in them, as you can see. The weird thing is I feel better just rocking the bald head so far. Sean shaved my head a few days ago. When it started to fall out I felt like a mangey raccoon. I think he was tired of cleaning out the drains.
After my last treatment I was knocked out for about 5 days. My blood pressure was super low and I could hardly stand up without passing out. I think I had 5 bags of IV fluid but those didn’t really help. I was only comfortable in bed, in the bath, or in the shower. Sean even brought me a pillow in the shower- so sweet. It reminded me of a time when I was pregnant and had been at jazzfest all day and he brought me watermelon in the shower and I fell in love with him all over again. It’s the simple things.
The Breast of Times 