Treatment on Monday went like usual, and I have had a pretty good week. I am sleeping pretty good, so that has been helpful. They warned me my hair would start falling out about the 3rd week of treatment. They were right. When I got up that Wednesday morning, there was a lot of hair on my pillow, and my poor recliner will probably never be the same. I am so glad that I took control and cut my hair early. It was hard enough seeing my super short hair everywhere I can't imagine my 15+ inches of hair everywhere. Lyle cuts his hair every Sunday morning, so now he trims mine too. I guess you can call that some great bonding time; we are almost twining now. He is such a trooper taking care of me and wiping my tears away. I haven't lost it all yet, but it sure is thin and very tender. I am pretty much wearing head coverings most of the time. I was given a free wig at one of my treatment days. So maybe I will find out if blondes have more fun.
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