Literally. So disregard my previous post about screwing with their stats by keeping my hair. Chemo won this round. After yet another night of feeling the pillow and my head fairly obsessively I decided to vigorously brush to help things along. I got an impressive amount of hair but now my scalp felt tender. So I started “gently” pulling out handfuls. Yikes..now I looked like a plucked chicken. I considered leaving the down as cushioning under my wig, but I needed to even things off. After a quick trim I thought what the hell and took the electric razor to it. The good news is my head is not horribly misshapen like I have long suspected. The stubble is minimal and I read a lint roller can take care of that. I am rocking the Sinead O’Connor!
Looking ahead to spring though.. after this round of chemo I start another that will mean weekly treatments, so basically no recovery time in between. I was thinking at least I can sit out on my deck with a book or putter in the garden when I feel up to it. But no.. with this one (Taxol) I need to stay out of the sun. Completely. Lovely. After a winter in Maine I’m white. Blindingly so. I am also now bald. Spring 2012 will find me rocking the Powder. Anyone know where I can get some blue shades?