For a while now I have been resting and allowing God to restore my body. Almost a month from today I ended my chemo and the 13 meds I took along with it. For a year now I have been off medication....WHAT a PRAISE...and during this time my body is being restored...To help in that process every now and then I do something for myself that is just kind to pamper this body. I may get my nails done, a massage, a great hair cut etc., I have about one "spa day" a month...it is a fun time for me. I LOVE my spa days...that was until yesterday...
Sigh...When you take chemo you loose hair, it is really tough when it comes off your head but when it leaves your eye lashes and brows, well, that can be tragic as well. My hair is coming along...it is about down to my clavicles and shoulders now...I'm SO stoked about that, but one thing I have to say is my eye lashes are just...well...missing! Missing and short! This summer I met up with my college buddies from 25 years ago...I told one of them..."GOSH, I LOVE your eyelashes!"...she told me they were fake....she had them placed one by one on her original lashes, it is what she does to pamper herself...about once a month....ever since July I have envied those lashes, so this week I decided to do something about it...
I made an appointment after looking at videos online... dreaming about having lashes in place....I was so EXCITED...So I lay down listening to oriental music thinking this is going to be a slamin, relaxin time....and when I got up....I would look NORMAL...that is all I wanted was NORMAL...So, the treatment starts. I can tell you the burn that takes place when that glue goes into your eyeball vs the lash is almost unbearable, talk about wanting to slap someone... jeezzzz.... this was suppose to be relaxing....I was in absolute sheer agony....but I endured as "Kim" kept saying to me...(seriously) "Lori, beauty is PAIN"...It sure was in her chair....Then, she says. "OH, you look like a movie star"! When she handed me the mirror I saw a black line of lashes with swollen RED eyes, not a pretty combination. I couldn't focus, I could barely stand the burn to open my eyes. I couldn't really tell what they looked like. I just wanted to get home...so I go home and I fall asleep for 3 hours I was so exhausted after that treatment...Pain does that to me. When I woke up I was absolutely MORTIFIED...I looked like "Lola Falona" and I'm not joking, the problem was I had to go to work in the morning....It was too late to do anything so I angled them and cut as much of them out as I could, it looked a little better...BUT when I got up in the morning the lashes had already started to lift...my right eye looked like a Hitler eye, my left Lola Falona. Sometimes, I hate that I work with the public...today it was downright embarrassing....After all I am a professional, diagnosing illnesses and writing prescriptions...these people trust me, but yet when they looked into my eyes I looked like I had danced a pole the night before forgetting to remove the evidence. I AM SURE many of them where checking my wardrobe for the dollar bills that should have been cascading out....
All day long I went around and hoped that people didn't notice, but they did, I could tell cause they STARED at my eyes...I called the salon and asked how the heck to get these off, they had to come off TODAY, they told me no one was there that could help me in the salon, that they would be glad to have the manager call me tomorrow (yeah, you do THAT, I'm thinkin). I could go home and use baby oil trying to gently ease them off...
Enjoy the pics of the lashes before they were removed...sometimes a picture is worth 1000 words...Notice how red my eyeballs still were after 24 hours absent glue...I endured 12 hours of humiliation at work at work as well....yes, I am frowning in the first one....As I remove these lashes I'm listening to a Joseph Prince CD made for me called... "Wait! Don't try to help God". Too bad this CD didn't come yesterday....
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