I am happy to say that by mid August my hair had grown in enough for my hair stylist to give me a cute, short hairdo. I wished it was a little longer but my son said he didn’t care how long my hair was. He was just happy to have me at the wedding. Yes, I too was grateful for that.
On the other hand, no pun intended, my fingernails were back to being short and split. Remember I mentioned how long and strong they became during chemo? They weren’t like that anymore. My eyelashes also grew back. That’s the good news. The bad news is they grew in sticking straight out. Thank heaven for fake eyelashes because that’s what I used on the day of the wedding. The wedding was perfect. The whole day was perfect and I really enjoyed myself. That smile on my face was genuine.
My gown was a beautiful chocolate color. I wore some fancy jewelry borrowed from a friend.