Monday Morning 3 AM

I know thats a song but I am too lazy to look it up. ( ok its Wed morning 3 AM. Simon & Garfunkle. I was THIS CLOSE!! 

Anyway, nothing good ever happens at 3 AM.  I really hadn't slept much but I woke up hungry so went to the kitchen and had one of these tiny delicious little Trader Joe’s pumpkin cakes. It is hard to stop at just one. 

Then I went into the bathroom to look at myself. 

First I should tell you that I spent about an hour trying to place an order on the hat site where Nat got me my beanie cap.  I figured I would get two because shipping is $6 regardless.  I wanted one in purple. I thought i would try a different one that was lined and came in plum, but the other one, like the “sleep cap” i have been wearing, comes in Amethyst.  I didnt want two purple caps tho and couldn’t decide. So i thought ok i will get one in the teal green.  So i tried placing my order but it wouldn't go thru.  Can't reach the CAPTCHA server or something. Ok well it was 2 AM. I will try again later. It's only taken me about 3 days to reach the point of actually ordering the damn things. 

So, anyway, in the bathroom I take off my beanie.  I still have some hair on top but its not quite as pixie-ish as it was earlier.  I look more like one of our younger residents who wears wigs and often takes them off.  

And my skin looks horrible… the sunburns of my youth have come home to roost.  My skin is like a weather report— “dry and patchy with sun spots”.  Yes I am 62 and i don’t have a lot of wrinkles - clean living? ( no smoking) and always using moisturizer has helped, but now we all use Retinol, which is mostly for wrinkles. I need to figure out what to put on this face for the dry spotty parts.  I suppose chemo doesnt do any part of my body any favors, altho Taxol is derived from plants, but i think i will treat myself to a Sephora visit tomorrow and throw some money on something that won't work anyway.