It was inevitable

Today marks three weeks to the day that I first started chemo. It also means that Christmas was only three weeks ago and we have a year, less three weeks till next Christmas. But today also marks the day my hair started to fall out.

This morning I got up just like any other morning....tired....and had my shower. As I pulled the comb through my short short hair, I noticed the teeth on the comb were filled with an unusual amount of hair. I then went to put some mousse in my hair and noticed as I ran my hands through....that my hands came back covered in hair. As it is now....I can grab hold of a bunch of my hair and without so much as a pull end up with a good handful. It`s begun....and it`s kinda sad.

I went out to a wig store and made sure I had `wig tape` to help hold the prosthetic in place (is it correct to call it that?).

On a side note....I love my boy Al (I love them all but...) kid is a computer genius and figured out how to fix my keyboard on this new netbook...love him!!

Anyways...today marks a day to remember and while I've been incredibly good this week...I'm going to have me a glass (or two) of wine....probably not the best thing when you have cancer but hey....it's my t.v. night, it's our traditional "wine night" and hell....I'm losing my hair night!

Comments

Fen said…
So can we start calling you Baldy yet? I kid because I care!

When my dad went through chemo a long time ago, his hair didn't fall out, it grew in all curly! It was kind of crazy.

Glad you're keeping your sense of humor, it is amazing what a positive mindset can do (my latest blog post details this a little more from my trip to the dentist the other day).

Stay strong and get well! That's an order!

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