The Buzzheads....

     We went to a follow-up appointment for Mark from his broken ankle/surgery. While we were there we asked the doctor how soon I could have surgery on my foot? He said basically when my levels were normal, nothing abby normal, so I made an appt. at the same time Mark goes back in to be checked, in 6 weeks. I will have had my next (3) month check and my blood checked so I will know what my levels are for the appt. As far as what happens now with the cancer, I'm considered a survivor when I finished my chemo treatments. I will have (3) month checks for (2) years, then (6) month checks then yearly checks and at (5 years) if no cancer then I'm considered cancer free! I always have that nag in the back of my mind, what if it comes back? I have to really be positive and optimistic to over shadow those thoughts but mostly I do ok, when those thoughts do pop in they are usually short lived because I don't want to dwell on them. I think its Satan trying to get me discouraged.

     Here is a picture of us buzz heads (Mark & I). Mine is I think a little bit longer by maybe an 1/8 of an inch. My hair is coming in gray all along the front. I'm starting to have a problem with the tape or glue on my wig, holding my wig on because of my hair being longer. I've been making it work though. Sunday I got up and bore my testimony on how grateful I was to the Ward and all their kindness and support that they had shown our family this past year. Before I really started I told them if they really wanted to know how long my hair was they could see Marks haircut cause now they were about the same length. We are going to grow it out together. I don't like the cut on him so he has to grow it out a little longer on top. During my testimony Steve (a counselor in the bishopric) had said something in his testimony that I wanted to correlate my thoughts with but I couldn't remember what he said, so I turned to him and he was giving hand motions etc. to me to help me remember, I just said “chemo brain” oh well, then I continued to make my comments and then it came to me (what Steve said) and I related it to my thoughts anyway. Dad said it was funny but I really hate having chemo brain! It makes me feel not quite as confident in what I'm trying to say. I always have to double check things; dates, clarifying what I said, re-reading things etc. 

     The neuropathy comes and goes in the fingers on my left hand but it is always in my thumb. The fatigue is getting better each day but today things caught up with me (I think in part due to daylight savings time) so I had a really long nap...Here's a funny picture; I happened to throw my wig on top of my lamp and this is what it looked like.