I put on a scarf to go to my appointment. It just feels so funny.. I can't tell if it's going to fall off or what. I took it off at the end of my appointment to show my doctor how I looked with a shaved head. She recommended leaving it off and I agreed. At least for the rest of the day. I don't know that I will go to work without something on my head. The buff I wore on Saturday worked pretty well.. maybe one of those. Plus, the thought of being on the bus and putting my bare head against the seat is super disgusting. And I know it will happen because I always sleep on the bus.
Today I'm driving for 2 reasons.. the bus stops running at 9:30 and my sister is due to go into labor any second now. She spent the night in the hospital and they've started inducing her. I need to be able to leave when she's closer to giving birth.
Yesterday morning before I drank the juice and all the puking started, I heard Mea rearranging the runner in the hallway. She was very, very proud of her handiwork:
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