Peachy Comeback

Greetings from the infusion room. I hope you had a Christmas filled with hope.  I’m settled in for chemo infusion 3 of 6. Happy halfway day to me.  Thanks to COVID, you don’t get to bring a friend anymore. You get to come here solo, visit with your fellow infusion mates, nurses, and ponder New Years resolutions.  Are we doing those this year? On one hand, New Years Resolutions feel like a great way to set yourself up for failure. But on the other hand, reflecting back on your year, and committing to doing a few things better sort of puts some wind behind your sails. So, to answer my own question, yes, I am definitely putting a few ideas together for what I want to do well in 2021.  My plan for daily living in 2021 is inspired by something I’ve been doing since the start of chemo: focusing on and doing the essentials that set me up to win. Sound simple? It is. But, friend, it’s not easy. Culture, work, friends, family, your children’s coaches, room moms, Instagram, an...

 Okay, the hair releasing didn’t last long. I couldn’t take it. I was sitting at work, went for a head scratch, and came away with fist full of hair. Nope. We’re done here. It wasn’t something I wanted to experience any longer than necessary.  The salon I ordered my wig from wasn’t open, so I was left hunting around town for some kind soul to shave my head. Enter Tammy. She cuts Clark’s hair, and she answered my desperate text for help.  My sister, Stacey, bravely volunteered to go with me. Clark took a pass, and I’m so glad he did. It wasn’t something I really wanted him to experience. Not that he couldn’t have handled it. He can handle anything. But it just wasn’t something I “needed” him there for.  On the way to salon, Stacey pondered, “I hope we are in a sort of private area. Like, not out in the open where everyone can see your business.” My response, “Good thought. I hope so.”  We park, walk in, greet Tammy, and walk the short two steps to chair number 1....