I am on Day 17 of chemo and I think I am starting to lose hair. I say "I think" because my hair is not coming out in clumps but more is coming out with regular brushing. I have been carrying my wig around with me for about a week now in preparation.
I am ok ... I am coming to terms with the fact that I will lose my hair. Why is this such a big deal? For me it is a reminder everyday that I have this disease ... it slaps you in the face every time you look at a mirror and touch your head and feel nothing where hair once was. Right now I see nothing outwardly of what my body is fighting ... I am healing well from the surgeries, I am working, cooking, cleaning and sleeping well. My activities have not changed much except for the naps I need every afternoon and having to go to bed an hour earlier most days. And having to stay away from people. And of course the change in taste. All those you fit into your life ... you can learn to live with almost anything.
We learn to cope with death and loss, illness and pain. Baldness? I suppose that too ... I shall find out soon enough.
And yesterday I received in the mail from a friend a book entitled It's Not About the Hair: and Other Certainties of Life & Cancer by Debra Jarvis. Well, we shall see ...
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