Today was a day. It was chemo day. 4 more until a scan and maybe surgery. Found out she was anemic so she might need a blood transfusion. Which sounds pretty serious and then I remember she has cancer and all of this is pretty serious. And today I chopped off some of her hair.
I stood in the kitchen with scissors in hand and just cut her hair. The whole time it felt like an out of body experience. I still kind of feel like I’m in a fog. It has been almost 2 months and it still feels like how did we get here and at the same time it feels like we’ve been trapped here forever.