Six Flags

Joe and I planned a trip to LA for our 25th birthdays. We are five days apart, so we figured getting away for the weekend would be a good way to celebrate getting old. We booked everything about three weeks before I found out I have cancer. The main reason for our trip was to go to Six Flags. We LOVE roller coasters and thought it would be a fun little get away.

Dr. Hayden advised that I not go to Six Flags yesterday. That was like ripping out my heart and stomping on it! I've been sooo excited for this trip! Since when can't invalids ride roller coasters?! I've always envied the people at Disneyland on crutches or in a cast because they get to the front of every line. Shouldn't that be the same case with me?! I've waited in enough ride lines in my life to take advantage of my invalid status and do the same!

He said I'm at high risk for completely breaking my leg. Right now it's only fractured...which allows me to keep walking...but if I break it, I'll be in sad shape. He said there's a fine line and I have to be aware of it at all times. I can't walk too much, but I can't walk too little. I just don't get why he doesn't want me to ride roller coasters! I mean, if it's because he's afraid I'll be walking too much (there are lots of hills in that park), Joe can push me...to the front of every line!

I'm going to do all of the exercises he told me to do and hopefully I'll be in better condition before our trip. We leave on the 16th and we'll be back on the 18th. Just a short weekend trip. I called to see if we could cancel, but all of the fees we'd be charged would be about as much as the trip cost. We used our companion fare from Alaska and Priceline for the car and hotel, so it was really cheap.

I guess if we can't go to Six Flags we could just hang out for the weekend. I lived in Cali for a year when I went to Loyola, but yet I can't seem to think of anything we could do. We were so set on riding roller coasters!

In other news, Joe had to wash my hair in the sink today. I'm worried about taking showers because I'm not supposed to get my PICC line wet, and I didn't want to do it in the bath. He did a good job, but I'm afraid to report that my hair is falling out. A lot. My scalp hurts to the touch....I think that's another sign that all of it will soon be falling out. I'm so not looking forward to that. I didn't think I'd care at first, but now I'm not very happy. In my opinion, I don't look sick right now. But when I don't have hair, I'll look sick. Like I have nasty cancer. Oh well, this too shall pass....right? :/