This attractive shot not only shows my several chins, but the tiny, tiny hint of five-o-clock shadow on the top. You can, unfortunately see that I've lost most of my eyebrows. But I've been lucky. I didn't ever lose my eyelashes (a real problem for many) and I didn't lose any finger- or toenails. I count that as a blessing. There's always time though. The effects could still show up even though I've completed chemo.
This attractive shot is a close-up airial view from on top. The foreground is a pillowcase (thank you Nancy), and the top of the picture you can see the hint of my eyeglasses. It is not a picture of an osterich egg! You can see some fuzz, but you really have to be in JUST the right light to see it. Obviously, this is NOT the just right light.
Today I can confidently say I only feel like I've been run over by an SUV. Which, in my book is a great improvement from feeling like I was run over by a train (last week).
As of today, three of the drains are putting out less than 30 cc's of fluid. That's the criterion for loosing them. So there is a possibility I'll get rid of three of them on Monday. It would be bliss! (Although, I'm afraid the process of losing them will make me want to consider homicide or grasping the ceiling while screaming. I'm such a baby.) Good riddance when they go!!!!