Tough day

Today I had an appointment with the Dr. Purkert.  I drove to Rt 50 in Fairfax.  It was raining and dreary out.  My appointment was quick but good news.  My pathology report showed no signs of cancer in any of the samples the doctor took from me.  He also ended up taking out 5 lymph nodes so that makes sense why my underarm hurts so much.  I just can't believe how tender my entire arm is.  The outer, under and around my chest is completely numb.  But at least all my wounds are healing nicely and my recovery was much quicker than I expected.

After my appointment I decided to drive over to my sister's house.  Mom was at her house and I thought it would be nice for the 3 of us to meet up and have lunch.  Before I went over, I stopped at Bella Donna Salon.  Ken bought me a gift card for spa services earlier this year for my 40th Birthday.  I love going to the spa and getting pampered but I never got to use it because right after I got it in February, we bought the house so I spent all my time and energy in moving.  Then as you know I found my cancer 2 weeks after moving into our new house.  So once I started Chemo I wasn't allowed to get massages or mani's and pedi's.  I thought since I can't go during radiation I might as well ask the salon if I can get a refund.  If not, the gift card expires in Feb and I'll loose the entire spa experience.
So I stopped by.  I didn't think it would be a big deal but unfortunately it was.  They were jammed packed.  Women were all over getting mani's and pedi's.  I walked up and asked them if I could get a refund because I have cancer and the doctor said I can't have any of the services done right now.  The manager agreed and said that was absolutely no problem.  Normally salons don't give refunds but I was looking really harsh today and I think she could see it by my appearance.  Unfortunately, I've been upset about my apprearance lately and I started crying in the salon.  I'm looking around at all these women all dolled up with their hair done so nice and getting pampered.  I just couldn't help feeling ugly and somewhat feeling sorry for myself.  After visiting with Dr. Purkert, you'd think I would be happy about what he said and how good I did at surgery and how pleased they are with my progress but I guess being a female, how can you not think about your appearance?  Anyway, I was a crying mess when I got over to my sisters house. 

Eventually I got over it and we went to lunch.  I enjoy hanging out with mom and Wendy and it was good therapy to see them. 

Since it was still raining, I figured I better get on the road.  Even though the holidays are still here and traffic is good, you just never know in this town when you'll get stuck in traffic because most of the time it's always.