Home again…

I slept for 12 hours last night and I think I could sleep for 12 more tonight, and I just may do that. I didn’t have a whole lot of free time this past week and I didn’t spend more than 10 minutes outside my hotel until Friday. Four straight days of meetings, working, and the dreaded networking is an awfully long stretch. Though my business trips are usually longer, they are almost less exhausting because at least I have some down time even if it’s when I’m on a plane or a bus. I didn’t have time to answer email, so to all of you who wrote to me last week – one of these days I’ll catch up!! I did get to talk to Pat each day because he provided me with my daily wake up call. Thank you honey!

Friday I finally got to sleep in a little and then took a nice long work to our San Francisco office. And Saturday I came home where I collapsed on the couch with a pizza and my husband. I am more than ready for a vacation and there just might be one in my future.

I had treatment on the Thursday before I left for San Francisco so the side effects kicked in a little during the week. Mostly it was fatigue but also the rash both on my face (not on eyes!), and in my scalp. My hair feels like straw – and that’s without any color changing chemicals. I found my first few gray hairs over the past month. I know there are some people who don’t believe I haven’t had grey before now, but I really didn’t. Kyle, my stylist, will back me up on this. I colored and highlighted my hair because I liked the change not because I was trying to hide anything. So now I may have to go back to coloring but for an entirely new reason. Or maybe I’ll just let it go natural. When my hair grew back after chemotherapy, it came back exactly the same – poker straight and mousy brown. 5 years and many other chemicals later my hair has become wavy – not curly, but enough of a wave so that I have to actually make an effort to get it straight. My reason for bringing this up is that I blame the chemicals for those grey hairs I yanked out, not stress or age, just the drugs.

With the change in weather (read: drop in temperatures) my skin is getting drier and flakier so I’ll be going through my rotating supply of facial moisturizers. Somehow I suspect its going to be a long winter here on the east coast. I guess I’ll have to find someplace warm to go and hide out for at least a little while. Or maybe I can convince the bosses that the time has come to open up a Hawaii office.