There was more hair than you can see here in the dustpan and there are some grey hairs I had been trying hard to deny having.
Monday, 1 June 2020
Hair no more
My blood tests taken last week must have been OK as my chemotherapy will go ahead this week as planned. I was asked in a phone call if I was feeling alright and although I'm not a hundred percent that's to be expected I suppose. I asked the nurse if it was OK to change my mind about having the cold cap to try to prevent my hair from falling out as I've decided I can do without any extra discomfort, I've read all the pros and cons. I'm not that attached to my hair especially as we are all unable to visit hairdresser's shops during this pandemic and who knows when they will be able to reopen. It must be over three months since my last hair cut and that's far too long for me as I like to have a short hairstyle.
So I did it, I charged up hubby's hair clippers and off came my hair. The highest setting is number 23 but that didn't seem to be working too well so I used number 19. I'm not at all sorry to see my hair go as I've bought three turban style hats for the hair loss eventuality. I'd rather cover up now so when my hair does fall out it won't be in big clumps but shortish tufts. I won't be showing my new haircut online but here's some of my hair.
Just a couple of photos from yesterday's walk at the harbour, it was a bright day despite all those clouds. I stood and watched the lif...