February 12th, 2006

hair cutting and bacon eating

We cut my hair yesterday. I know that may not seem like a big deal, but it was to me. I had long hair… not super long, but about the middle of my back—maybe a little less—and I really liked my hair. Considering the circumstances I’m in right now (being yellow, itchy and drugged) I probably shouldn’t be vain and care about my hair. But I am and I do.

It’s not super short, but he took off eleven inches (my mom’s hairdresser came to the house) and now it hangs just below my chin. It doesn’t look terrible—everyone says I look like a pixie… but I don’t want to look like a damn pixie. Ever since I got sick I’ve been having trouble with it… it iched on my back and neck, and I was only washing it every three days or so and it was breaking where I kept pulling it up—another sign of the lack of protein. But still.

Oh and I also ate bacon yesterday… first time in years. The Man is happy. My dad’s forcing all kinds of things down me… I have to eat something every four hours, I have to eat a little bit of pure fat every hour or so, etc., etc. He wants my gallbladder to release CCK, which will help clear my colon and move the bile out of my body. It’s working. I feel better than I did yesterday, and light years better than I did three days ago, so that’s good. We find out Tuesday the bilirubin number. My dad thinks that if he is correct in how he is treating me (the food, flaxseed oil, SAMe and other vitamins), I should be at about a 26… and we might be able to get it down to a 12 by next week. It would be a miracle.

My mom caught me up on all the gossip from church today—the one I haven’t been to in years—and it was highly entertaining. Except that I found out my ex got married… and I saw a picture and she’s cute. I’m not still in love with him, and I’m not jealous or really that upset… but I’m a little cranky that he got married before me, even though I’m not ready to get married just yet. It’s the principle of the damn matter. 🙂 You understand.

Oh and we let the cats out today to get acquainted and when they got back in here, Ellie pooped on the linoleum. Typical.