YEA! YIPPIE! WOOO HOOO! I went to spin class tonight and it was awesome. I love the fellowship and hanging out with my spin friends. I felt strong and healthy tonight, like everything was 'normal'. Oh, how I miss the bike. It made me wish I could ride everyday. I'll take what I can get, I know that I won't always feel up to riding while I'm going through chemo, but man did it feel good.
So, I know everyone is dying to know........YES, my hair is falling out. I don't have bald patches, but I can't run my fingers through my hair without a bunch of hairs falling out. It doesn't matter how many times I run my fingers through, the hair just keeps coming out. I guess if I did it enough I wouldn't have to shave my head, but that's just what I plan to do. Yep, tomorrow morning, buzzzzzzz, we're getting out the clippers. The way I see it I have two options. First option is to let my hair keep falling out. I already find it annoying and it's just going to keep getting worse. I'll be walking around looking mangy with bald spots, not too pretty! Or I could go ahead and shave it. At this point I thing it pretty obvious my hair is falling out. If I shave it, I don't have to go through the hassle. I'm in control. Let's just get this part over with. I feel like everything in this journey has been a waiting game. Wait for test results, wait for the surgery date, wait to feel better, wait for chemo to kick in, enough already, I waited for my hair to fall out and it has, do I really need to wait for it ALL to fall out?! With all that being said, I'm not too worried about it. I'm not worried about being bald, my hair and I don't have an emotional connection. To be honest with you, most of the time I hate it. It takes too long to dry and fix in the morning, and no matter how hard I try, it always looks like I'm having a bad hair day.
As usual, I will post pictures of the big event. My sister is going to do the honors (she buzzed my Moms hair when hers started to fall out, kind of a sick family tradition), but Chad and my Mom and Dad will be there too. See you on the other side.
About Me
- Alicia
- I'm Alicia. I was diagnosed with invasive breast cancer 10 days after my 27th birthday. Although my mother was diagnosed and treated just 8 months ago for invasive breast cancer (she's a survivor!)I had my own fears to tackle at my young age. After researching online and not finding anything that pertained to my age (very young)I decided to start a blog. My hope is that other very young breast cancer patients can have a resource, a place for comfort, to know they are not alone during the scariest and most confusing fight of their life. I also wanted an outlet that family and friends could keep up with Chad (my wonderful and very supportive husband) and myself as we may be too tired or overwhelmed to chat on the phone. But most of all, I wanted to journal my fight aganst cancer, so that when I am a survivor I can look back and remember the pain, fear, support, love, and courage I went through to become a better, stronger person! I hope you keep up with my blog and send me comments and e-mails, and enjoy it as much as I will enjoy making it.
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