Parrish's New 'Do

As promised, a picture of Parrish's new 'do...or lack of a 'do. Pretty cute, huh? One of the nurses said that shaving your head is a major emotional step in admitting that you have cancer. I think this is such a true statement.

The first twenty-four hours of chemo have been fine...as fine as they can be when poison is being pumped into your veins, I guess. Parrish is a trooper, and we are working on staying on top of the nausea. I am also making sure he is stocked with his trusty lemon drops and lemonade.

Prayers for a restful night for all involved.

Much love,
Molly

(As a side note, this picture is from late last week...even Parrish doesn't don a sport coat and collared shirt for chemo treatments!)