Life continues as normal. The daily hum drum routines fills my life and keeps me busy. My calendar is peppered with chemo appointments - 16 in total. One down - 15 to go!
My hair - well what can I say, my hair is still here and even though it isn't falling out it isn't staying in. If you pull the hair there is nothing holding it in. It is strange to run my fingers through it and see it coming out. My scalp is tingling and is tender to touch. It is a strange sensation.
I am not afraid to lose my hair in fact I welcome it because I know that it is a sign that the chemo is working and killing those unwanted cells that are lurking in my body looking to cause destruction. I know my hair will grow back
I am preparing for the next round of chemo, the barrage of drugs that will run through my veins causing an atomic explosion of fog in my brain. Will the fatigue envelop me the way it did the first time?
My hair - well what can I say, my hair is still here and even though it isn't falling out it isn't staying in. If you pull the hair there is nothing holding it in. It is strange to run my fingers through it and see it coming out. My scalp is tingling and is tender to touch. It is a strange sensation.
I am not afraid to lose my hair in fact I welcome it because I know that it is a sign that the chemo is working and killing those unwanted cells that are lurking in my body looking to cause destruction. I know my hair will grow back
I am preparing for the next round of chemo, the barrage of drugs that will run through my veins causing an atomic explosion of fog in my brain. Will the fatigue envelop me the way it did the first time?