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Week 4 - Part 2, Bald Head Weekend

I finally couldn't handle the constant hair fall, and had my head shaved - for my colleagues at work..err..surprise!  I think I've reached the point of I-really-don't-care-because-I-have-all-this-other-stuff-I'm-thinking-about.

Spent the weekend with family in town and did a lot of resting.  Did not get curry goat, but did get some home cooking (red beans and rice, stewed chicken, macaroni pie).


So..did you ever talk to the kids about what you have?
Well, the way that was handled was typical for the way we deal with the kids - if we don't make an issue out of it, they won't.  Lucas is 9 and will soon be 10, he is not an introspective child, you know, the kind who wonders "Will I get cancer too?"  He is not that way at all. The conversation happened while we were walking down Main Street in Fredericksburg.  G and Lucas were talking about somebody who was bald, and G seizing the opportunity told him that I might be going bald too, because of the medicine.  And by the way, that episode of Arthur ( The Great MacGrady ) well that is what Mama has - cancer.  That's it. Liam does not know the name and he doesn't need to.

Appetite - Poor.  By this time after the 1st cycle, I was back to eating mostly well, this time, I am hungry, but don't know what I feel like eating.  And then if I think I do, I'll eat a little and then I don't want it. What that means is that for every 4-5 pounds I lose during chemo weeks, I only regain 2 in the "recovery" week.  I am also disappointed that I have to go back to eating meat since we had just moved to eating mostly vegetarian.  I just need to get sufficient protein and my current diet is not doing the job.
New Symptoms - apparently to keep things interesting, new symptoms may appear that did not appear in prior cycles.  Nice. For me that is stylishly coloured blue nails.  As long as they don't drop off - that would freak me out (more).

Heading into Week 5 - recovery week, and then Week 6 - Cycle 3.

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