Hair Stuff

A friend of mine told me something the other day. He said that he is sorry that I've lost my hair, but at least mine will grow back some day. He's not bald, but he's definitely receded a bit. Now, don't misunderstand, he is very sad that I have breast cancer and is sympathetic and helpful and all that but he gave me a new perspective. It really made me a little less anguished at losing my hair. I really can't imagine the anguish of losing your hair, forever. You can't wait a while and see if it grows; there's no turning the clock back. And losing your hair, if you're a guy, is not reflective of any bad lifestyle choices either. You are completely powerless to affect it in any way. Thanks, Steve, for reminding me that I will come back, I will be restored when this is all over. Feels good to ponder that!

Oh, Ick!

Well, there goes my hair! I still look like I have a head of hair, but I'm shedding it rapidly. It's kind of a shock, but it means something - the medicine is working! The cancer cells are being killed, too. I really think I'll be a scarf person, not a wig person. The wig isn't the most comfortable although it's a very nice wig. Makes me kind of nauseated thinking about wearing a wig. Crazy?! huh...