I was so worried I wouldn't have a cute tale this week. Never let human nature disappoint you. It is out there waiting!!
With the coming months, I have had to remind myself that not all people are ready for my natural look. In their defense, I hated seeing my Mother bald although now I understand the resistance to throw on the wig at the drop of a coin. I have gotten use to prancing around in the woman's locker room at MIBC with all my lovely fuzz insight. Sunday was no different for me. It was cold and not a lot of fools like me swimming like they loved living in Alaska. As I was putting on my lotion I heard a little voice scream no Mommy this is not for girls, this is the boys bathroom. There is a man in there. My first thought was thank God I have a towel that is covering everything and where the hell is the man. Oh, that be me! The mother was saying no honey there is no man here this is for women. As the little girl argued, they turned the corner to me. The little girl had that told you so look and the the mother wanted the floor to open and take her away.
I realized that it was the he/she/me and said, I know it looks like a man with this haircut, but I am a girl. She looked up at me and said, is that your summer haircut? Do you always get it cut that short? By this time, the mother (who is now in therapy with the UPS guy) recovered enough to say sorry and pulled the child out like she was performing at the Combine.
So, maybe I will need to make sure that my caps are just a fingertip away or start handing out therapist cards for my brother in law Ed!
Still good numbers and that is a plus. We are now on the downside. It was a fast day yesterday and I was driven home in style by Beth Picardo who flexed over an hour early to pick me up. My nurse this time wasn't as chatty as most and I found I missed their insight and humor on these days. I was glad to have a good chatty friend to take me home.
Sunny days mean more swims and that is a good thing. We are just like every other family on this island with kids our ages. Balancing the end of school, start of summer, where is the picnic basket and do I look fat in this suit routines. Bring on the Vitamin D and lets tackle the end of the chemos.
Happy end of May and Hats off (or in my case on!) to June!
Summer smiles
Jill
With the coming months, I have had to remind myself that not all people are ready for my natural look. In their defense, I hated seeing my Mother bald although now I understand the resistance to throw on the wig at the drop of a coin. I have gotten use to prancing around in the woman's locker room at MIBC with all my lovely fuzz insight. Sunday was no different for me. It was cold and not a lot of fools like me swimming like they loved living in Alaska. As I was putting on my lotion I heard a little voice scream no Mommy this is not for girls, this is the boys bathroom. There is a man in there. My first thought was thank God I have a towel that is covering everything and where the hell is the man. Oh, that be me! The mother was saying no honey there is no man here this is for women. As the little girl argued, they turned the corner to me. The little girl had that told you so look and the the mother wanted the floor to open and take her away.
I realized that it was the he/she/me and said, I know it looks like a man with this haircut, but I am a girl. She looked up at me and said, is that your summer haircut? Do you always get it cut that short? By this time, the mother (who is now in therapy with the UPS guy) recovered enough to say sorry and pulled the child out like she was performing at the Combine.
So, maybe I will need to make sure that my caps are just a fingertip away or start handing out therapist cards for my brother in law Ed!
Still good numbers and that is a plus. We are now on the downside. It was a fast day yesterday and I was driven home in style by Beth Picardo who flexed over an hour early to pick me up. My nurse this time wasn't as chatty as most and I found I missed their insight and humor on these days. I was glad to have a good chatty friend to take me home.
Sunny days mean more swims and that is a good thing. We are just like every other family on this island with kids our ages. Balancing the end of school, start of summer, where is the picnic basket and do I look fat in this suit routines. Bring on the Vitamin D and lets tackle the end of the chemos.
Happy end of May and Hats off (or in my case on!) to June!
Summer smiles
Jill
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