As most of you know, I've been anxious to have my hair back, my eyebrows back, my eyelashes back. It's going to take a while. I can see the hair on my head. There is the faintest shadow where my eyebrows used to be. Can't see hide nor hair (no pun intended...) of my eyelashes. I'm trying to be patient. After all, a lot of the puffiness from my face is gone. That's a plus. Here's the thing, though. I have a May birthday, and I have to get my driver's license renewed by the end of the month. This means a new picture. I tried to see if it could be delayed by a couple months. I pointed out that I don't look like myself at all. However, rules are rules, and so I must have a new driver's license made by May 31st, dammit, so I've been peering at myself in the mirror, getting kind of anxious about the whole thing, praying, really praying, for hair. I should have been more specific, I suppose. My prayers were answered. Sort of. I shaved my legs last week. I noticed today that my legs are stubbly again. I'm trying to be positive about this, but as I told my sister, evidently my hair is growing in from the bottom up. This means my eyebrows aren't next.