Tomorrow is the day

Just a quick note to let ya’ll know I will begin the wretched “ball-head inducing” chemo therapy tomorrow (Wednesday) at 9:30 AM at Summit Cancer Care here in Savannah.  The Port-A-Chath was installed in my chest last Tuesday at Savannah Vascular and I went through Gamma Globulin infusion last Wednesday (for 5 whole hours, no less).   Robin has to work so I will see if Elizabeth can go with me.  If not, I’ll go alone.  This will be a 48-hour continuous feed chemo infusion, so I will wear the chemo pump home for two days.  Woo-Hoo!

Funny thing, I received my 100 % human “hair prosthesis” yesterday.  You should have seen it when it first came out of the box.  It was the wildest thing ever.  Although the color was spot-on.  The hair was very long and stuck straight up like I had seen a ghost, sort of a “Buckwheat” style.  It was wierd.  Then the stylist explained that the wig had to be cut and styled.  That was good news.  So then I sat in the chair for over two hours while he worked and worked and worked on my hair.  Although it’s still much better, there is still quite a bit of cutting  and styling left.  I am very fortunate.  The cost of the wig is over $1,000 retail and I got it wholesale for only $250.  They stylists told me to wear it home so the base would stretch out and conform to my head ….. so I did.  Remember, I still have a full head of hear so the wig sits up kinda tall, like a helmet.  I stopped at the gas station for gas and went inside to get an ice-cold Sprite.  I wanted to see if the cashier would stare at my hair.  She did.  Well, it was a quick stare, then she immediately looked down at the register and avoided eye contact.  I started to say something, but I didn’t.  I knew the hair was sitting high on my head because when I got back in the car I felt the top of my hair piece scrubbing the roof of the car.  Not bothering to fix it by pullinig it down, I drove on home.  On the way home I drove next to a lady who was driving in the adjacent lane.  We looked at each other and she quickly turned her head facing front, kinda like you do when you see someone terribly deformed and get caught staring.  I finally got home and went in the house.  I spoke to Robin to get her attention.  She turned and looked, but, surprisingly, didn’t notice.  I then went to Mollie’s room and sat on the bed and engaged her in conversation.  Mollie was staring at the computer screen as she talked, but eventually swiveled around in her chair and made eye contact.  She immediately became silent, then started giggling.  It wasn’t long before she was laughing hysterically.  Then both of us were laughing.  It wasn’t until I went back into the kitchen that Robin finally noticed my hair.  Then she started laughing.  There is very little sympathy in the Riggins’ household in Richmond Hill.  I never knew a hair piece could provide so much entertainment.  Well, we’ll see how this works out.  If it doesn’t, there’s always baseball caps and someone on eBay will get a nice head of human hair.  Who knows I might even give it to Mike (LeCuyer) (Cherios-diet-man) to make him look younger and slimmer.

Oh yes, I return to Houston on June 11th through June 13th for another series of tests.  I will probably drive this time.  Robin will go with me.  Maybe Elizabeth and Mollie too.  

That’s all for now.

Love ya’ll,

Mitch