But if I'm going to give everybody a play by play of my hair loss, then declare on Tuesday that I'm going to go "do something" about it, I should probably follow up to let you all know that I now look like this:
|KCUF RECNAC indeed.|
From what I've heard from others, and as I predicted early on, this is a pretty big event for a cancer patient. It's the first time you really look like you have cancer. The first time others can see you walking around and wonder to themselves, "I wonder what's wrong with that guy." You actually look "sick" for the first time. I guess the shock is greater for others than it is for me, since I don't feel any different and I don't have to look at my head all the time, but it's still a big event.
That said, this was another thing that was more amusing than devastating. It helped that I was 1) not female and 2) had already buzzed my head a couple weeks ago. Women, from what I'm told, have a much more difficult time dealing with hair loss, for obvious reasons. And buzzing my head a couple weeks ago at least got me used to the concept of having a different haircut because of my disease. I'm not particularly enthused by my current style, which is sort of inconsistent because some of the hair fell out, some of it was chopped, and some of it is growing back.
And for all the concern and attention to the hair situation...it's just hair. It will grow back. Maybe in a different form or whatever, but oh well. This is far preferable to losing hair gradually until the above result is reached. Shit was gettin in my food n' stuff.
Oh and my eyebrows. Not sure what the deal is there. They were shedding like hell last week, but they appear fully attached right now, so I'm happy about that. Elsewhere, hair appears to be thinning but otherwise normal. So it doesn't look like I'm headed to the full Charlie V just yet.
ALSO, IT WAS A GOOD NEWS DAY: Got a letter in the mail today from International Cryogenics, the good people who are holding on to my sperm for me while I deal with this business. If you donate, you have to have a lot of tests done so the docs (and your "intimate partner") know what they are dealing with. Looks like I flunked the test:
|I'll take "things you will never see in East Lansing" for $500, Alex.|
BYAHHHHHHHHH!!!! IT'S GONNA BE A GOOD WEEKEND!!!! SPRING BREAK WOO!!!!