I received a picture today of one of my classes that wore pink for me on chemo day; they wanted me to feel their presence and strength as I faced the first session. One of them is wearing the shirt that students made in my support when I was first out for surgery. Positive pink power!!

Today is the twelfth day after my first treatment. Everyone around here (especially one of my fourth period students) is horrified to think that my hair might fall out right before their eyes. So far, it's anchored to my scalp pretty securely. I'm told that day fourteen is the charm. Be prepared, Laura!