OK, sure a few days ago I was seemingly complaining that the predictors of the start of alopecia (loss of hair) were wrong. No, I wasn’t complaining that I wasn’t loosing my hair (Dan :) ). I just think that when one is getting ready to experience something completely foreign, any insight comes in handy. And when that insight fails to prove itself, it’s disconcerting. I knew that it would fall out—it is more rare for it not to fall out. But I had mentally prepared for day 14, and on day 14 (and on day 17) it didn’t happen. It is sure as heck happening now.
It’s been thinning for the last week or so, and showers and head-rubs have been an adventure. The last 2 mornings, I have awoken to major “holes” in the sides—where my head rubs the most on the pillows. And today, it looks down right sad. I think the next step will be to take the clippers to it without a guard at all. That way there’s no question that I really don’t have hair (what is still attached needs assistance to fall the rest of the way out, and I don’t really have time to sit down and pull it (painlessly) out).
I think my leg hair is less “loose,” but I think that’s only because I made it through the 3 weeks between chemos without completely losing it. I suspect that since I just got another treatment yesterday, it will come out more gracefully now.
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