Strand by strand
So far the fallout has been like this:
On Saturday, I ran my fingers through my hair, tugging a little, and a couple strands came out. Then every time I did this, a few more strands came out.
On Sunday, running my fingers through my hair, without even tugging, caused strands to fall out. It’s not a whole bunch, usually about 3 or 4, sometimes more. Cameron actually thought it was funny and asked if he could pull some out for me.
Today, when in the shower, several strands continually came out, enough where I had to constantly ball it up to put it in the trash for fear that it would eventually clog up the drain.
It still looks the same (I think).
My husband asked me if I wanted it to fall out…probably since I keep talking about it to him. And the answer is of course not. But in reality, it’s going to happen, and I hate to have things linger. I just want to get it over with I guess.
I figure I will make it through this week, and then on Saturday make an appointment with my wig consultant to have my hair cut off and my wig styled. I’ll probably bring all the kids so they can see what’s going on, and not be too freaked with my bald head (although I don’t think Max will sit and watch). And Cameron will finally get his own little mohawk he’s been begging for forever.
By the way, at his own request, Cameron started a blog entry tonight about my cancer. He'll finish it tomorrow and I'll post it then. Should be interesting.
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