Well, I went today to get my wig fitted, and to get my hair cut off. They shaved it very close to my head - kind of like when Damon gets a flat top. . . . it's about as sort as the 'ol military cuts. That way, as it continues to fall out, it's the little bitty pieces falling out - not pony tail type hunks of hair like it was last night.
My wig does look exactly like I was planning on wearing it once it finally grew out. . . . so I have the "instant" hair style that I have been working towards for the past several months. That's kind of neat.
Now, if only the under-arm and leg hair would stop growing! I mean, if I'm going to go through this, I might as well get some kind of benefit!
Philip has already called me a "hooligan" since I'm wearing my bandana hat, and has asked if he can rub my head each morning for good luck. HA HA . . . he's so funny! (at least he thinks he is)
I'm OK with everything . . . I'm just finding already that I'm going to have to get used to having something on my head, whether it's a wig or a hat - it's just weird having something on my head all the time.
That's it for today's update . . . . . we'll see everyone this weekend at church, and we'll post more later as things progress. The next chemo treatment isn't until 10/29, so we might not post until then unless something major happens. There's just not much else to say!
TTYL!
CHRISTY
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