The T-shirt adventure.....

If you've never had the experience of losing your hair, you've never had the experience.

I have. More than once.
As a 'used to be long, auburn and naturally curly', I was a little bit disturbed when the oncologist 'suggested' that I cut my hair short. It was preparation for the fall-out.
Using my sense of humour was a good plan. It served me well.
However, I still was NOT prepared for the fall-out....figuratively or literally.

The past few weeks I've been getting to walk through some really tough moments with one of my co-workers. She's getting chemo-therapy for ovarian cancer--round three of the cocktails. She's not having the best of times.
She'd done a bit of gloating over keeping her hair the two earlier rounds. It gave her a sense of satisfaction during the storm, no doubt.

This round, she's losing it.
This round she lost it.
And this round we were ready with t-shirts in a lovely teal colour, complete with a bold "BALD IS BEAUTIFUL" printed on the back.

All the kiddos........all the unit staff members........some of the mom's and dad's that we get to work with.....
Yep. We were prepared.

Being the lucky 'person in charge', I got to 'detain' the gal from lunch so they could all line up and warm up for when we walked through the door.

And when we walked through the door----63 teal t-shirts dancin' the Macarena.....and whoa BABY can some of those folks DO the Macarena!

She cried.
And yep.....I got weepy.

But BOY did we do some serious dancin' and laughin'.
Life's just way too precious........