The doctor warned me it would be around day 16 after my first chemotherapy and my hair would start falling out. but on Saturday Aug, 11, 16 days after my first chemo, my hair began to come out when touched.
I woke up that morning and the top of my scalp was really sore, as if I had it tied back way too tight in a pony tail. It felt very tingly and if I touched or moved my hair, it was very sore and sensitive. When I did move it around a little to see if I could find the source of the pain, my hair fell out into my hands- the weirdest feeling. Despite knowing it was eventually going to happen, nothing really prepares you for holding a clump of your own hair in your hands, simply just by touching it. I was reluctant to touch it any further or dare wash it for fear of speeding up the process.
Waking up on the next day, my scalp was even more sore. After a quick brush it was obvious from the hair left on the brush that the chemo was definitely doing it's job. And if that wasn't convincing enough, a quick shampoo in the shower left massive clumps of tangled tresses in my hand. my hair was beginning to look wispy and small patches were appearing. Waking up in mornings my pillow case was covered with hair & it was clear to me that it was time to cut it. It no longer needed to be touched to come out, it would fall out of it's own. There was hair on the floor, bathroom, living room, bedroom. just everywhere! Of course my son Lionel joked and say's OMG mom! Glue it back on :D funny kid! lol & laughter is the best medicine in these situations.
May Love & Laughter fill your day's
In health & happiness
Sarah xx
I woke up that morning and the top of my scalp was really sore, as if I had it tied back way too tight in a pony tail. It felt very tingly and if I touched or moved my hair, it was very sore and sensitive. When I did move it around a little to see if I could find the source of the pain, my hair fell out into my hands- the weirdest feeling. Despite knowing it was eventually going to happen, nothing really prepares you for holding a clump of your own hair in your hands, simply just by touching it. I was reluctant to touch it any further or dare wash it for fear of speeding up the process.
Waking up on the next day, my scalp was even more sore. After a quick brush it was obvious from the hair left on the brush that the chemo was definitely doing it's job. And if that wasn't convincing enough, a quick shampoo in the shower left massive clumps of tangled tresses in my hand. my hair was beginning to look wispy and small patches were appearing. Waking up in mornings my pillow case was covered with hair & it was clear to me that it was time to cut it. It no longer needed to be touched to come out, it would fall out of it's own. There was hair on the floor, bathroom, living room, bedroom. just everywhere! Of course my son Lionel joked and say's OMG mom! Glue it back on :D funny kid! lol & laughter is the best medicine in these situations.
May Love & Laughter fill your day's
In health & happiness
Sarah xx