Thru the looking glass........

Seems like every time I look in a mirror, my forehead gets larger. I’ve spent a big chunk of today just watching my hair fall out. It ain’t like it’s coming out in patches, it’s just sort’a thinning, thinning, thinning. My hair just keeps on thinning....Rawhide!.........Thru rain and wind and weather, we’ve always been together, my comb ready at my side.........Rawhide......Or at least, naked hide.......nude hide......ah well, I think my hair likes my comb better than it does my head. At any rate, they seem highly attracted to each other. .maybe I’ll get one ‘a them temporary tatts..... that’d be a kick......
I go see my oncologist this afternoon to get my marching orders for my second round of chemo. I think it’s all gonna be pretty much the same as the first time. Maybe it’ll go better. Hopefully, it won’t be any worse. I’ve been fortunate so far. Some people get really sick.
I watched ‘Desperate Housewives’ where wot’sername was taking chemo. Nice private room, big comfy-lookin’ recliner, and her friends came and threw her a ‘chemo party’.........I’m in a big room with a bunch of other bald people squirming in the most uncomfortable recliners it was ever my misfortune to recline upon.......a more comfortable chair would be nice but otherwise I wouldn’t trade.........especially not for a party. A chemo party would be like attending your own wake....only SOBER!
I gave a passing tho’t this morning to making some coffee. That was one of the first things I did every morning. Measure the water, grind the beans, sighhhhh.......I miss coffee........there’s no prohibition on coffee like there is on booze but it just tastes really bad now and I couldn't drink it and I’d hate to throw it out.........maybe when my hair comes back in all thick and red and curly, I’ll recover my taste for java......
In the meantime, in between time, ain’t we got fun???????
David