Happy Thursday?

It's not a bad day, just a wet one. We had a lot of rain last night, and of course our sump pump decided to act up. Yup...our basement flooded, again. Yay. So, David is busy downstairs getting laundry done, cleaning up the basement, and knitting. He's working on a pair of socks for our youngest daughter, now that he's done with mine (love my socks!). He made me a pair of socks in a variegated yarn...Lake Superior blues and some brown. They fit, they're soft, and they were made by my favorite person in the whole world. In other words, they're perfect. More good news? Kirstin's home!! She was in the cities with Steve for a few days. She's still sleeping, so I haven't seen her yet. I don't know why they came home a day early, but I suspect it was because Kirstin was having "Becca withdrawals." Those two, especially, missed each other like crazy.

I had my pre-op appointment this morning. No biggie. My blood pressure was still high, which I expected, at 152/92. Monday, it was 160/100. The nurse who took care of me is someone I've known for years. She is also a cancer survivor. We have something...intense, for lack of a better word...in common. She told me that turbans and hats, especially as we are moving into the colder months, are especially important and that I should plan on wearing something on my head at all times. Most of our body heat escapes through our heads, and so...without hair to help insulate...I'll be getting pretty cold. That's good to know. Hats and turbans serve a functional, as well as cosmetic, purpose. For some reason, I hadn't really thought about that. The nurse also told me that she kept pictures of her kids with her, to remind her why she needed to keep fighting. I'm planning on having pictures of all 5 of my kids with me: Robert, Ben, Kirstin, Chelsea, and Becca. My PA asked if I was planning on getting my hair cut. Again, something I hadn't thought about, but it does make sense. I can either see short bits of hair falling out and going down the drain, or I can watch as big clumps of much longer hair go the same way. I think it would be less traumatic to lose shorter hair than longish, like I have right now. Also, I asked Charlie about the PR and ER positives (my cancer is estrogen and progesterone receptor positive which means that it "feeds and grows off of" estrogen and progesterone. I asked if that would be managed by medication, or what. He said that would all be part of my chemotherapy. I wasn't sure if the surgeon was planning on doing a complete hysterectomy, or what. I still don't know, but I suspect that won't happen.

I just made an appointment to get my hair cut; another practical thing to do. And now...it's time to get busy cleaning. The living room and kitchen both need my attention, and once that's done...I'll start working on another chemo cap. Maybe a felted fedora...who knows? I could even go seasonal. I've seen patterns for turkey and Christmas tree hats...as in the turkey looks like it's sitting on your head and the Christmas tree looks like it's growing Out of your head. mmmm I'll have to think about that one for a bit. Blessings!