The Good 'Ol Days

I miss the good old days...

MONDAY

TUESDAY

I'm BACK... Still no hair...

So in the weeks before my stem cell transplant, my hair started growing back! But then I got my transplant and it all fell out again - with a vengeance...

So, in the last few weeks as I recover from becoming a chimera (a.k.a. a recipient of transplant material), I've been trying to regrow my hair - without success...

My eyebrows fell out again. Damn.

Chimera

It's official! I'm going to have a stem cell transplant... I will become

A CHIMERA!!!

BOOM

Eyebrow Escape

I noticed today that this is happening to my face:

My eyebrow is escaping. 

Cure

Okay, I haven't posted for a while. Things have not been the easiest on many levels. Now that I'm "free" and an out-patient, the Big C (cancer) has become a more real and tangible. Even though I'm in "remission" I still have to go through treatment to make sure it stays away. It's hard. It sucks. It's been more and more difficult to find things funny. But hopefully I've gotten over my pity-party and will be able to post more often.

Here's a little thing that's been keeping me from going completely over to the Dark Side of the Cancer. I can't take complete credit for it. I saw it in a card once a really long time ago and it still makes me giggle.

Some days, this option doesn't seem so unpleasant.