Just right
Wednesday March 13th 2024, 8:19 pm
Filed under: Life

Last night was, at long last, the final dose of antibiotics.

It had been two months since this whole eyebrow/the tumor is benign/raging infection thing started; all this time I’ve been avoiding the potential exposure of–who knows what, since it’s not like they’re cutting eyebrows, but don’t ask about logic.

I ran for the haircut I’d been waiting for for so long.

I’m a child of the ’60s and ’70s, I like long hair. But I lost a chunk of mine to skin cancer years ago and it gets awfully thin on the right past a certain point, while what’s left tends to get caught in things when it gets too long. Like the car door when you shut it. I fear the KitchenAid mixer after a relative described her teacher’s long hair getting caught and ripped out by the beaters on hers, and when your hands are gooped in batter is a lousy time to go oh right and try to put it back in a braid.

An old friend who hadn’t seen me in awhile marveled last week, “Your hair is so long!”

And now (sorry/not sorry) it’s not. Just below the shoulders and we’re good. And it is.

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A haircut can feel SO good! After breaking my wrist I had my hair cut really short because taking care of it was not going to happen as it normally would. Enjoy the shorter hair and glad you’re on the mend.

Comment by Susan 03.14.24 @ 3:48 am

Since you had no idea how that site got infected, I agree with your extra caution. Happy day indeed!

Comment by DebbieR 03.14.24 @ 8:56 am

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