Aloe Vera Massage
When people ask me what I did for Halloween, I will have to admit that I got an aloe vera massage.
Our whole family was invited to a party of chili, hot chocolate, and good times, and we looked forward to it all day. I decided to take a nap first. Chemotherapy was taking it right out of me. Five hours later, I stumbled to the living room to find out the kids left for the party and my husband had stayed home to babysit me. Like I’ve said before, he’s a good man.
The next thing I knew, I was lying on the couch half-naked and Ken was rubbing aloe vera all over my body. While this sounds very romantic—taking advantage of the kids being out of the house and all—in reality, he was trying to prevent me from scratching the skin off my legs.
I hope Thanksgiving goes a little better than last night and doesn’t include chemotherapy-induced rashes and aloe vera. Good times and a normal massage, however, would be great.
Just checking in on you. You, my girl, deserve good times and a normal massage! Lisa McConnell
sounds like a great hubby. Sorry to hear of horrific skin irritation, though.