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Monday, April 25, 2011

Loss of Hair

Well, I was able to get a wig soon after I lost my hair.  Although 'lost hair' may not be accurate because I took my locks and put them in a plastic bag, so I know where they are, they are not 'lost'.  The plan is to have them reattached when my hair starts to grow back. This is how I started my locks seven years ago.  Two of my daughters discovered how to attach and twist synthetic hair to my little hair by using glue and other maneuvers.  It really looked natural, and with a few reattachments, after a year, my locks were at my shoulders, and I missed that awkward phase of getting my locks to 'lock'.  I never called them 'dreds' because there was nothing 'dreadful' about my locks.  You see it was never a political statement, but a lifestyle decision.

But then again, I may go in an entirely different direction when this is over. Time will tell.  I just need to concentrate on finishing chemo, then surgery, followed by radiation therapy.

But overall I have felt ok.  I'm old so it's hard to tell if the aches and pains I'm experiencing are due to the chemo or age.  Another remarkable side effect is how smooth my skin feels.  I guess this is because of the lack of hair plus my skin is dry.  But it feels like baby's skin, all over.

I can't complain...


Saturday, March 26, 2011

KEEPING MY EYES ON THE GOAL

FINALLY LOST MY HAIR

A week after my second chemo treatment, what I had feared happened.  I lost my locks.  I was trying from the beginning of this journey not to appear vain about losing my waist length hair.  The Bible says that a woman's hair is her glory, but I was reminded that Christ should be my glory and to count it all lost - my hair, degrees, family, friends, life experiences - I give it all away to know Christ and share in His suffering,  "...so that I could embrace Christ and be embraced by him..." This is easy to say, but not so easy to do, only through Christ.

 

Philippians 3:8-15 (The Message)


 7-9The very credentials these people are waving around as something special, I'm tearing up and throwing out with the trash—along with everything else I used to take credit for. And why? Because of Christ. Yes, all the things I once thought were so important are gone from my life. Compared to the high privilege of knowing Christ Jesus as my Master, firsthand, everything I once thought I had going for me is insignificant—dog dung. I've dumped it all in the trash so that I could embrace Christ and be embraced by him. I didn't want some petty, inferior brand of righteousness that comes from keeping a list of rules when I could get the robust kind that comes from trusting Christ—God's righteousness.
 10-11I gave up all that inferior stuff so I could know Christ personally, experience his resurrection power, be a partner in his suffering, and go all the way with him to death itself. If there was any way to get in on the resurrection from the dead, I wanted to do it.
Focused on the Goal
 12-14I'm not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don't get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I've got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I'm off and running, and I'm not turning back.  15-16So let's keep focused on that goal, those of us who want everything God has for us. If any of you have something else in mind, something less than total commitment, God will clear your blurred vision—you'll see it yet! Now that we're on the right track, let's stay on it.