Taxol's less taxing...

It's been almost a week since my first infusion of Taxol, the new chemo I'll be treated with for the next three months. So far, the Pink Ribbon Cowgirls were right; the side effects have been much easier to deal with compared to my experience with the dreaded "red devil." Other than a little fatigue and some muscle and bone pain one day, I've felt pretty darn good. Well, there has been one rather unsettling new development: one of my big toenails appears to be coming unattached. So there's that...

Anyway, I felt good enough to do some painting this week, and completed the small still life below. And I even went to a yoga class for the first time in a long while. Another perk of having cancer: FREE yoga classes every Thursday at Texas Oncology! It's one of the few places where I felt completely comfortable showing off my bald head in all it's glory! The class was great, except one of the women seemed unable to keep herself from farting. Loudly. Thank god they weren't smelly.

Speaking of baldness, Mr. Pincushion got to shave the stubble and leftover peach fuzz off of my head the other night. Pretty kinky, huh?