my doctor warned me i wouldnt be starting the second round of chemo with hair (which i promise is a good thing because i’m also not allowed to shower for 5 days). but still i dont think anything can fully prepare you for the day you start pulling out clumps in the shower.
it started on monday coming out in really small doses. but by tuesday i knew it was GAME OVER. i stood in the shower pulling out clumps of hair and knew i wouldn’t last one more day mentally.
not everyone gets to shave their head on their birthday.
i knew i had my head wrapped around the situation but i wasn’t sure how the girls would take it. i knew i needed to involve lex in the process as much as possible to soften the blow. so mike did the majority of the work- but lex got to have a turn with the clippers too. it turned it into a game instead of being some huge horrible emotional thing for her (and me!).
i won’t lie. i cried the first time i saw myself. i think the hardest part is that i now LOOK sick. it was something that was easy to hide. it was easy to pretend everything was normal on the outside- and now? well now i totally look like a cancer patient (or GI jane until the rest of it falls out). the girls handled it SO WELL. lex won’t even let me wear a hat at home because she thinks THATS sillier than my new hair cut (hats are itchy anyways).
so now its gone. just in time for round 2!
mike saved my hair in a bag (fear not. i tossed it).
i prefer to think i just look “cold” instead of sick. . .
during my first “public appearance”& birthday dinner sans hair one of my bff’s showed up with a head scarf on to soften the blow. that girl is a KEEPER.