Prickly and Not So Prickly

Blue thistles. They're prickly. This is just before the little spikes break out int little blue flowers, giving a spectacular all-over effect. Globe Thistle. An appropriate name. They dry nicely, too.

Not so prickly is my scalp. After I lost my hair, Van shaved my head but because my scalp was quite tender, I was left with a lot of patchy, dark stubble. This round of chemo got rid of a lot of the stubble. Now I only have patchy stubble at the very top ... towards the back ... and on either side, above and back of my ears. Weird, huh? I prefer that the patchiness is gone from the front ... I mean, if I have to be without hair, let's be without hair already. I find a lot of the disengaged stubbles stuck on the inside of my sleep cap. Just sharing my adventures in chemo-land.

Bloodwork day today so I'm forced out of the house to visit the Champion Centre. I so much prefer the name "Champion Centre". Thanks for that, Ron. When I hear it and say it, I feel like I should assume the stance of a super hero and just the feeling of empowerment that comes with that physical straightening up seems to life my spirits and make me feel determined and strong. Afterwords, I then feel like doing the "superstar" move (for those who have seen the movie "Superstar"). That always makes me feel good in a cheerleaderish type of way, too. Double whammy of empowerment.

If you don't know what I'm talking about regarding the Superstar movie, here's a link to the trailer on YouTube. Her signature "superstar move" (the one I like to employ from time to time) is right near the end of the trailer. Try it. It feels great and it freaks your kids out! Bonus.