I think I'm ready for it... maybe?
OK, I'm not really ready. I feel like I'm finally getting back to "normal" from chemo and now I'm about to plunge into feeling like poo for a few more weeks.
BUT for today, I will just keep telling myself that this is one BIG step towards being done with cancer treatment. This is the last big hurdle. There will be other smaller ones later, but this is the last big one.
I can do this. I have to do this. For future peace of mind, I HAVE to do this. And when it is all over and done with, I know I will be happy I did it.
But for now... I'm just a little nervous.
So if you're the praying type, send some good thoughts and prayers my way. Pray for my peace of mind. Pray for the Lord to guide the hands of my surgeons and their team. Pray for a speedy recovery. And pray for pretty boobies :)
Since I probably won't be around for a week or two, I thought I should share a few photos of my fuzz with you. My hair is growing back thicker... but I still look like a balding 35 year old guy that buzzes his head (so no one will know he's balding?).
And for the record, I really hate the stage my hair is at right now. I kind of like extremes. Bald or lots of hair. The in between just looks wierd. But I'm not willing to shave it again, so GROW HAIR, GROW! GROW!!!