If you need a #3 haircut, Scott's your man!
As predicted, my hair started falling out yesterday. It's weird....sort of like it's rooted in jello or something. By the end of the day, I could pull out clumps. I did NOT want to get the wig, but Scott said that he wouldn't shave my head until I went to pick it up. And I did not want to be pulling out chunks of my own hair, so I very reluctantly went to pick up the wig. When Scott came home from work, I reminded him that it needed to be done. He did NOT want to do it. We decided to have thai for dinner (picked it up and brought it home) and also agreed that Annabel should probably see it so she wasn't scared later. That probably wasn't a good idea. I am not sure she isn't scarred for life. I really really tried not to cry, but I couldn't help it. Annabel was a little alarmed, I think more about the clippers and the process (and the crying) than the "look" itself. Not sure if it would have been better to just wait until she was asleep.
Scott wouldn't cut it any shorter than the #3 guard and now I'm really glad. I thought it should be shorter, but maybe this will make it easier. I'm not crazy about the way it looks, but I will say that it feels good!
Shannon and Mario came over after the ordeal so that they could check out the buzz and the wig and they didn't look visibly horrified, so that definitely helped!
I am still not sure about the wig. I think I will have a difficult relationship with it. Ha, ha. It seems like it takes a lot of adjustments to make it look right. I wore it in the car when we went to pick up dinner last night and it was hot and I was paranoid that it was going to pop off my head. It would have been ok if it had since we were just going for a drive to pick up dinner, but I started thinking about stuff like Gymboree and I don't think that will be appropriate. It isn't that it is strenuous or anything, but I don't know that I want to wear it for activities that require moving and bending and opportunities for Annabel to snatch it off my head! I really don't know that I want to wear it at all, but I'm sure that there will be lots of times that I concede to wear it. I have a collection of hats/bandannas/scarves, so I guess I'll be experimenting. Why does it have to be so freaking hot???
I will post a picture later. I didn't want Scott to take one last night because I got hair in my eyes and had to take my contacts out and since I showered, I didn't have any makeup on either. I look like a Monchichi!
Kim just sent me an email that concludes with "Life is happening in spite of cancer and there is no reason to give it more control than it already has." I think that is very appropriate and a great reminder for me today!