2 weeks to the day of my first
chemotherapy treatment, my hair has started to fall out. I have always
loved my hair- Always so grateful that I had nice hair especially when
so many other things about my body was not so much to my liking. It
feels so strange to comb my hair this morning and see 20 strands or
more, hanging onto my comb as I pull it through my wet hair. An all new
experience for me.
I
really do not have much to say except that I don't want to comb my hair
anymore this morning. I will dry it a little bit as it is bitter cold
out and brush it off my damp body. I do not like hair stuck to me. Maybe
time for a crew cut- we will see.
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