better days...

The last few days have been wonderful. Mom seems almost back to her old self. She's still weak but they have the pain under control, and she is eating and sleeping again. Her outlook is cheerful and positive.

We went wig shopping and found two beautiful ones that look very much like her style now. Amazingly, her hair stopped falling out and doesn't look any thinner. She says she's going to get it cut short. Then when it all starts to really go, she's going to take control of it herself and have it shaved.

Dad told me if she asked him to, he would shave his too, but he's not going to volunteer. He said he's afraid what he has left will never grow back. All these years we've tip-toed around the hair subject so as not to hurt his feelings and we find he has a sense of humor about it. I've learned a lot about my parents these past few months.