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Ain't God Good Diaries Mischievous Moments

Sometimes I get a mischievous thought. Like right now. I 'm wishing I wouldn't have told my kids I will lose my hair with the chemo.

This is the scenario of which I'm thinking could have happened. I'm giving them their chores for the day, and they, like normal kids, don't complete everything. I get all frustrated, almost to tears and say in a cracking voice. You kids, sometimes I could just pull my hair out. Then I would take a handful of hair and actually pull it out. It would only stun them for a moment and then they would get it when I fell to the ground laughing at their gaping mouths.

Of course they already went through the bald head thing with their brother. Humor is what kept us going most of the time with him. I'm sure the doctors thought we were nuts with all the giggling we did. When Levi started losing his hair, we pulled out a big "T" (for our last name) on the top of his head. When he went for his next radiation, he told the doctor, " I know you said I'd lose my hair , but this is weird what has happened to my head." He was all serious, so the doctor got concerned and looked at the top of his head. Then Levi started laughing . I think the doctor appreciated a good laugh , too. I would get the giggles so bad sometimes at something silly he did, I would have to leave the exam room to recompose myself. We were just happy. Oh boy, I sure do miss those days. Levi was such a fun kid to be around. I'm sure he still is, in heaven.

No, they already know I'll lose my hair, so I think I'll just mohawk it and spray it pink or something and go to town with them. Maybe not; all the wild horses in the U.S. probably couldn't pull them to town with me.

Hmm, mischievous thoughts...Ain't God Good?

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