On Friday, I got out of work an hour early so I could go to the blood doctor. This was the first time that I felt 100% confident that my platelets were normal. I had no worries whatsoever and that felt great. And lo and behold, my platelets are normal! /celebratory dance. I have to go back in two months instead of the three I was hoping for because my white blood cell count was low in May and June and they want to watch that, so that’s a bummer. But I’m not worrying about it. I’m starting to think the physicians assistant I see has a more negative outlook on things than I do, but I’ll go with her request this time and return in two months. It’s weird to think that this blood thing is a lifetime thing now. I’m never going to be done with it. I don’t see myself as someone who has a health condition but I do. It’s so strange. At least it’s a condition that, ideally, will not affect me for the majority of my life. The really awesome part of my doctor visit, however, is that I didn’t cry when I left the doctor’s office! First time since December. I really am positive that my platelets are under control. Woohoo!
After the doctor’s, I headed over to Stanley Marketplace and got myself a haircut. First time since December. I went in thinking I was only going to get a trim, like 1/2 an inch off, and I came out getting like an inch to an inch and a half off. It’s perhaps a little shorter than I would like (see previous picture), that happens most times I get a hair cut, but I think it’s better than what it was and it’ll grow into a nice length in a few weeks. My stylist actually remembered who I was and details about my life I had told her previously and that in itself made me feel so special. I think she may be the first stylist to remember me. I’m going to stick with her for as long as she’ll let me!
I picked up sushi from Misaki when my hair was done and Elisabeth and I watched a new Netflix movie, The Old Guard, while eating sushi on the floor. It was a really lovely evening. Saturday was filled with some random happenings, with the highlight of my day being the picnic with my meetup group. We went to a park downtown and chatted with one another as we quite like to do. I enjoyed myself immensely, those women bring me such joy and laughter. I was in such a good mood when I got back home that I made chocolate chip cookie dough solely so Elisabeth and I could eat some dough. We ate while we watched an episode of Schitt’s Creek. I love being an adult.