It finally happened, almost exactly to the day I read and have been told it would. My hair is starting to come out. I noticed it recently when I ran a brush through and much more hair than usual ended up in the brush.
I thought I would be more emotional about losing my hair. Maybe that will come when I cut it all off. I made an appointment with my hairdresser for this week.
I don’t trust myself to do shave it and having a loved one do it with clippers doesn’t seem kind to them.
It may sound like I’m sad, but I’m really OK. Hair grows back. This is just part of the process. It might be nice not to have to deal with drying and straightening my hair for a few months, especially during the heat of the summer.
It may be longer. I’ve read that it doesn’t grow back immediately after chemo treatment.
I need to round up all the hair ties and hair products lying around my apartment and put them away.
For now, I’ll just try to keep it from shedding everywhere and maybe try to learn how to tie a head scarf and keep it from falling off.
