Well there goes the hair!

Was I crazy??!! Don't answer!! She said that when her hair started falling out that she wanted to shave it. She didn't want to wake up one morning to a pillow full of hair! Well....I told her that I would shave mine with and for her! She thought I was/am CRAZY!! (ok so she is right!) Of course let me just say that she is too...
Well little bits have started falling....maybe this week...ok, I can do this...I love my best friend and I WILL show "cancer" that we can laugh and stand up to it!!! That's right stand tall....crap, tall with NO hair...ok lets DO IT!!
I tell her to cut mine first...no way she says....Ok Vicki gets to do both of us...a little panic sneaks in...NO I have to do this for her...and me. I can't do anything to "fix" this cancer...so I do what I can and shave it...now mind you I am a graying overweight 40 something woman...we work at a school...ok..here it goes...nope more gawking witnesses..." I can't believe you are doing this?"..."you are a great friend"...NO, she is my only best friend!!! I love her!...Ok Vicki, let her rip...deep breath..the first side goes...breathe... She says she changed her mind!...Oh Hell NO!!
laughter...more laughter...there goes the other side....Holy Crap no turning back!..WOW I have a mohawk!..Ever see a fat older woman with a mohawk? Not a very pretty sight...they are having too much fun...now I look like Cindy Lou Hoo...on stereroids! Ok here goes the last bit of hair, femininity..."WOW you look great!"...LIARS!! how can I look great?? "your head is the perfect shape" ok, for a FAT head!...ok I even think that is funny!...NOW, it's her turn...(insert dread music here...lol) My turn to laugh....she's ready...as she can be...a REVERSE mohawk....the razor right down the middle!...can't stop laughing...there goes some more...she looks like she has puppy dog ears!...more laughter...going..going..gone!..Aren't we a pair?..Let's try on some of the hats!..ok, NO ONE warned us that when you shave your head it turns into velcro!!!..put the hat on...can't get it off...Velcro!...more laughing! Pictures all along the way...we have to have proof..like our bald heads aren't proof enough!?... The gather all the bald men in the school to have thier pictures taken with the "Bald Ladies"...Laugh it up boys..ours WILL grow back...laughing more...Lets face the world !Strong and Bald!!
Hey it saves time in the morning while getting ready...sleep longer, enjoy the quiet longer, have an extra cup of coffee...hmmm...balds not too bad!

The Question and the Answer

She hasn't felt well. She can't seem to heal. She sweats all the time. Holy crap she can't stop itching!
Blood tests...more blood tests...even more...geez are they vampires. She is already anemic!! There's a lump...it's supposed to be small like the tip of your finger..it's a walnut..this can't be good! Ok, stay positive. Ok, she has to go for a biopsy...keep positive...waiting...I HATE waiting...even more I hate the ringing of the phone...I know I have to answer it...I don't want to...I have to! She's on the other end and I know the answer before she says the words..."It's cancer!" She crys...I cry...gotta keep it together for her...hold it...almost done...hold on, don't crack...I'll call you later....The world crashes!...I crash!...I can't stop the tears...more tears...go to the other room and tell Vicki...we cry, we sob, MAD, scared, MAD, confused, cry some more...we can do this??...we have to!! We go into the room and tell the others...I can't be strong and tell them...I cry! I tell them that she wants us to not cry around her...lots of jokes...JOKES!?! Is she CRAZY!!!????....Ok, fine we'll make a "Joke Wall"...rally the troops...circle the wagons...We'll laugh this damn cancer away!! HaHaHa...you can't win...you won't win...WAIT!...I need to cry some more...I cry for her...for him...for them...for us...for me...She's my best friend and cancer CAN NOT have her!!