I can’t stop shopping the past week and a half. A little bit of retail therapy and a little bit, hey none of my clothes (especially pants!) fit very well anymore thanks to the weight gain. Oh the fun of being a sedentary person. So today I bought four things – all black. I’m going for the goth/slimming look until I feel better about my body again.
Now, onto my hair. I’ve always been grateful for the strong hair genes from my dad. Now more than ever, I’m grateful I had so much hair to start with. The amount I shed, especially when I have to wash my hair, is honestly horrifying. Every time I think, “Alright this is it. THIS is when I’ll have to shave my head because there’s gonna be a big ole bald spot on the back of my head.” But no. It just gradually thins more and more. And I shed more and more, which is driving me crazy. I keep wondering if it’ll last through two more chemos… if I have to shave my head after the last chemo, I’m gonna be a little pissed. Most of all, I wish I could just know.
A, our counselor, put it best. It’s such an “undignified” disease. Back to the chair tomorrow.
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