When I first came to all of this, I learned that Marin has a program for women with breast cancer involving horses. I was looking forward to that, and, then, with the exhaustion of the chemo was unable to even contemplate it. Yesterday I found out it is open to me whenever I want. I am not quite clear what is involved, but I believe the idea is to learn to communicate with horses, like the "horse whisperer." The man who teaches it is a horse whisperer, and it is about non-verbal communication. It is also meant to be empowering for those who might be feeling a bit at the mercy of the medical world. The other idea is that horses don't mind bald heads. For me, however, there has been so much support for my bald head, that that really hasn't been an issue, and amazingly, my hair is pouring back in. (This may be a slight exaggeration.) However, two days ago, I had a bright, shiny head, and, now, I have a soft, furry one. I think my hair is 1/16th of an inch. It's not everywhere on my head, but it is an amazing difference. Soon, I will feel warm. That ought to bring the sun and the heat wave. It is raining again, and I am grateful for my walk, and to now be cozily tucked in.