I am beginning to think that I may not be pulling this look off anymore. It may be time for it all to go.
We went to a show this weekend, and at intermission Christine left our seats and went to grab some more popcorn. When she came back she was scanning the crowd looking for our me and our seats and she couldn’t find me. I was leaning forward in the seat hunched over and looking at my phone and she thought that a bald guy was sitting in what she thought were our seats. Turns out she was right, a bald guy was sitting our seats. Me =(
I figured I should take out the camera then and get a good look at myself… I was shocked at what I saw. Or rather what I didn’t see. The angles I can see in the mirror give me an illusion that I still have hair. These pictures do not. Using the flash doesn’t help anything either. Not what I thought I looked like at all.
I shouldn’t be so surprised. I knew it was going to happen, I just think that after it stopped falling out in clumps I kind of thought that maybe I was going to be spared. But it looks like that might not be the case. Oh well, it’s just hair. I should be glad for the extra time that I had with it. Most others on different treatment courses of chemotherapy aren’t as lucky.
We’ll see. I think we may try cutting the sides way back again but still leaving it a bit longer on top. Though I don’t how much longer we can keep this up.
I think the reason I AM suddenly having such a hard time with this is that I got used to the idea that I would still have hair. When I was initially diagnosed I figured I would lose my hair and that was that. I was okay it with it. It was part of being a cancer patient. I was even secretly excited to cut my hair when it started falling out. I looked at it as a right of passage for cancer patients. A “red pale bald badge of courage” as it were. BUT, then when it when it stopped, when it looked for a while like I wasn’t going to have to completely shave my head, I sort of got used to that idea.
These pictures though… sheesh. I’ve been operating under the assumption for the past few months that if you passed me on the street you wouldn’t look at me and think that I might be sick. But if you already knew that I had cancer, then yeah, you can see that my hair is pretty thin. Not anymore though. I don’t think I’m foolin’ anyone with this current look. We’re gonna need to do something about this.
Chemo today.
For the record: Do. Not. Want.
Also, in case you’ve been wondering: we did not win the Mega Millions.
Didn’t even get a single a number.
I think it look worse in the photos than it does in reality and think you can still pull off the “pass me on the street” thing. (But then I haven’t seen you in two weeks so maybe things have changed) I do like the fact that what is coming back is more the color you had when you were younger More importantly than the lotto numbers how is your white cell count? You are in my thoughts and prayers as always every day but especially on chemo days .
Ma – WBC count was 6.1. A full 2 points higher than two weeks ago. This is either awesome, or indicates that I’m about to get this cold that’s running around out there.
Just a little sweat and you’ll be a right glistening Moist!!
My vote is for the count being up 🙂
bry,
cut it shorter and you can still pull off the buzz look.
at least it will grow back. mine? i’ve tried denying, then cajoling it to grow back. now nothing short of bosley treatments will help mard’s head from being cold.
Higher counts are great but wash your hands and push those fluids. Did you hear me? Your “super-sanitary” wife is right! Wash your hands. You just did? Well wash them again!