Well there's been a lag in updates because, really, there's nothing new. I just called the Headache Clinic because I have not heard back from them regarding when Cassie's lumbar puncture test is going to be...which is fine with her because she doesn't want it done.
Her headaches have been bouncing around a 7-8 and she's still taking all the same meds. No changes really...she's got tutoring every day this week during vacation (ha, ha, ha!) so I hope she'll get some good work done.
The only exciting thing that has happened so far, and if you've been on her Facebook page you'll know it already, is that Cassie got her dream haircut this weekend. She wanted a "scene" haircut...I really don't know what that means...she explains it as "it's like emo but without the cutting"...I don't get it all I know is I've seen a ton of pictures and they all look like they could be in Vixen (okay, if you don't know who Vixen are they were technically the first breakout all female hair metal band...their big hit was "Edge of a Broken Heart", which was written by Richard Marx. If you don't know who Richard Marx is look him up on You Tube. I don't feel like going into it but aside from "Don't Mean Nothing" he is responsible for every sappy song made in the late 80s).
Okay so I'm already hip to the idea because as everyone knows I love my big 80s hair. So, off to the Salon we go!! 3 f*^%$ing hours later we emerge...and her hair is, um...gold. Okay so not the bleached out white look we were hoping for but we achieved this after 2, yes 2, applications of bleach and since we were already there an hour past closing time we settled for gold. Actually it was about 3 different shades of gold: bright yellow on the crown of her head, golden yellow for about 2 inches after that, then a darker gold for the rest of her hair (because she had dyed her hair black before). You know, I thought that if you wanted bleached out white hair you go to a salon and you walk out a few hours later devoid of any natural hair color...that is not the case. Sometimes it takes multiple processes to get it to that point...and since Cassie is only 16 and likes having a full head of hair we opted against that.
The next day we went to Sally's and I got her some Manic Panic purple hair dye to achieve full scene color glory (oh, this is after we went back to the salon and they added more layers). We get home, and within the next hour I was helping Cassie go from something that belonged at the end of the rainbow to Grimmace's cousin. Now, if you know Cassie you know she has incredibly thick hair...ridiculously thick hair. So when you color it you need 2 boxes of hair dye. I figured since we were only dying 1/3 of her head that one jar of color would do...but guess what we ran out of. Yup...I couldn't believe it. So, the wheels start turning and we opt to mix in some Jamz raspberry kamikaze and dye the rest. Ugh, that didn't blend well...but the whole point of "scene" hair is sometimes the coloring doesn't follow a particular plan.
When we rinsed there was not only a distinct difference in the 2 colors, but you could see a few spots I had missed (sorry I wanted to be a hairdresser...I am not one). Also, some of the color on her ends didn't take and her hair looked like my mother's hair (IF my mother's hair was her actual shade...ha, ha, ha). So we added a second helping of raspber...err, pink...and Cassie was very happy with the end result.
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