The 15-day deadline came and went last Thursday without any of my hair falling out! I thought maybe I had dodged this bullet, maybe my hair said, "Not again. We are not falling out again."
But this weekend, I definitely saw some hair mixed in with the shampoo suds in the shower. Although, when my hair was dry, it looked exactly the same.
Last night, I woke up with my scalp hurting from the pressure of my head on the pillow. That happened in 2007 and 2009 before my hair started falling out.
I'm still hoping that maybe my hair will just thin out. I am not going to run out and get my head shaved. I'm going to wait and see what happens.
Hope for the best, plan for the worst, expect nothing. I don't know if this counts as planning for the worst, but Meredyth is knitting me a cap. We had fun on Friday going to a yarn shop, looking for a lightweight soft yarn. We got two yarns, a pink and a tan. One is silk and the other is linen. Meredyth is going to try a pattern that has a lot of air holes, because otherwise a knitted cap will just be too hot.
2 comments:
Losing my hair was a low point for me last year. I know you know it grows back but it's tough losing that part of your identity.
Just dropping you a note to let you know I'm thinking of you. Good luck with your chemo! Love, CQ
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