Ice Cream Anyone?
Ok, I need to vent. I know this seems silly with everything that is going on with my health but one thing that is driving me CRAZY is my hair. I know I should be thankful to have it but wow, the three shades are getting to me. I've taken to referring to my hair color as "Neopolitan". My natural grey-mixed roots, then the cinnamon-twix and finally the blonde highlights that have yet to grow out. Sigh. Seriously, take a look at this:
Honestly, what is a girl supposed to do with THAT? And according to my dear, sweet hair stylist Dwayne, my only option is a dark cinnamon wash because it isn't as harsh as any of the other color treatments. This would be bad enough, but because of chemo I can't get:
- massages
- manicures
- pedicures
- body scrubs
- body wraps
- chemical peels
- eyebrow waxes
And I should avoid:
Seriously? How is a girl supposed to relax, unwind and have fun? One thing I know for sure is that one MUST-HAVE in our next house will be a giant jet-tub, complete with mood-lighting and a shelf to hold my non-alcoholic girly-drinks.
Crazy! When you most need to be kind to yourself and to relax, so many of the tools are denied. With my port I couldn't relax in a tub either and showers were difficult, too. I could watch movies for a mental escape.
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