I’ve been starting to come around a little bit health wise. I just need to remember that making plans to get out of bed means my body has something to prep for, and my mind has something to look forward too. Like today mom and I went for pedicures and I got my claws fixed. The state of my nails were so gross, I let them grow out far too much unfortunately. But now they’re an adorable lavender color with two rhinestones on my ring finger. My toe nails are a darker purple and the lady did her own design on my big toe, it’s a cute white flower. Moms toes are a pastel blue with a white flower on her big toe, it has black accents unlike mine.
We really love going for pedicures together. The relaxing hot water, massaging chair and just getting pampered are such an amazing feeling. It’s also a great time for us to talk cause we’re sitting right next to each other, and with this cough I’m hard to hear. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, mom!
While I was in hospital, getting my nails done was something I did quite regularly because when your skinny and completely bald, it’s the only thing that makes you feel girly. I always got compliments from my nurses because I just became known for having my nails done. Sometimes they were bright with designs, and others, they were more subdued. But believe me they were always done. Actually the day I was diagnosed my best friend Stacey came over and we went and got our nails done, zebra tips to be exact.
Being in the hospital makes you lose your identity because you lose all your hair, eyebrows and eyelashes included. The eyebrows is what makes you really look sick, once they’re gone you can’t recognize yourself. I always said when I was eyebrow less that I looked like voldemort. Like I said, you lose yourself, you can’t see yourself anymore. And that’s quite the struggle to get through. Then I lost my arm and it got ten times worse. Who was this girl staring at me through the mirror? Pretty fake nails couldn’t fix this situation. Luckily I had a month off of chemo before I needed to be out and about again. I stayed in my room trying to wrap this new look around my head. And when chemo time neared, you better believe I went and got my nails done!
Because let’s just face it, spoiling yourself feels good no matter how big or small.
Live, laugh, love