Never a Dull Moment

Well, after being very laid back for 4 days I woke up with some energy again. Not as much as I had previously had but better than the whole last week. I even put some new face cream on and got all dressed up with "no where to go". By mid afternoon I happened to look in the mirror and saw a red face and neck looking back at me. I was having an allergic reaction to my wonderful face cream that I had used prior to chemo and bone marrow transplant. Well, I immediately scrubbed it off with soap and water and took an antihistamine. The next morning I still woke up with swollen eyes and puffy face and red neck. I have continued on the antihistamine and even tried some topical antihistamine and 1 % hydrocortisone but I have continued to look like someone picked on me, and oh how I itch. I told Lindsay my new body is sure whimpy compared to my old one. She sweetly reminded me that I was only 6 months old, and you wouldn't be putting face cream on a 6 month old. Now I go back to being grateful that I have "no where to go".

Energy is still low but at least improving again while I look pretty scary. Never a dull moment. I'm sure glad my husband loves me. Just when I begin to grow a little hair, which gets curlier every day, he still has a scary person to look at.

I am working on my dad's life history and I have been reading up on the battles that he was in during World War II. I have reread his letters he wrote to his mother during the war and visited with my Aunt and Uncle and found out some really neat stuff about my dad's childhood. Now to just put it together. Wish I was a really good writer like Aunt Ruth was. I also wish I had down some of this research into dad's life while he was alive. Message to my friends who follow the blog.... don't wait until your loved one is gone to learn all about them. Start writing a history while they are alive. You really come to appreciate them more than you thought was possible and you would have fun reliving their fun memories with them.