I've not been keeping up to date with the blog but today felt so good I thought I'd write down one, to me, significant event; I got a haircut today!
All my hair started falling out after the first chemo session and Chris used his hair trimmer to remove what was left so I didn't look so patchy. Now, I know it is not a big deal to be bald, especially for a man but I hated it. Everytime I saw myself in a mirror, I thought "Who's that old man?" For those with long British memories I thought I looked like Albert Steptoe.
There have been much more serious things happening to me, much more unpleasant things, and overall my experience with chemo has been much lighter than many other people I've heard from, but still I hated losing my hair!
When the dosage was reduced my hair started to grow back. Very slowly, but still it was growing. And this month it reached the point where a visit to the hairdresser was in order. More for a trim than a full blown shearing event, but it was so good to have another 'normal life' back in place.
The staff of the salon (I go to a hairdresser in a building called "The House of Beauty" -- actually "Haus der Schoenheit") were really friendly and pleased to see me and it was nice to be back in the land of the living.
Life is good
David
Friday, 23 January 2009
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