That cast-iron stomach can be a real blessing. Praying these next few days go by with as little discomfort as possible.
They told me that the first session is the worst, and that is proving
to be the case. I’m doing all right, which surprised me because I
expected things to be much worse.
I do look very funny with 1/8” long hair, though, and it’s still
falling out. I comb my hair in the morning with a tacky roller to
catch all the hair that’s falling. LOL!
I cut it short because it was leaving a trail of hair behind me when
I walked anywhere. And I hope that the beauty salon that has it
now will make a nice wig for someone. I’m not wearing a wig.
I have hats!