Wednesday 12th January
So I have had very, very short, sparsely populated hair for a couple of weeks now. As I said previously Hannah had shaved off what was left of my hair using a number 3, so it is about half an inch long. This means that what now falls out is less noticeable and hopefully I won't have to shave it all off, but we shall see.
From my point of view nothing has changed. My head doesn't feel any different really. Occasionally I feel a little draughty around the back of my neck but that's about it. I am even getting used to seeing my altered reflection in the mirror.
Advantages of having no hair:
I never have a bad hair day.
The well know messy bed hair gorilla has stopped visiting.
It takes nano-seconds to dry my "hair".
I take even less time in the shower.
Wearing hats does not result in "hat hair".
Reduction in the amount of shampoo and conditioner used, obviously.
Disadvantages of having no hair:
None that I can think of, currently.
However, I am reliably informed by my brother (whom I now resemble) that banging your head hurts a lot more without the padding of hair and obviously sun burn is a risk, although not in the weather we're having at the moment!
So apart from wearing a woolly hat to keep my head warm when I go out I do not wear scarves, wigs or anything else to cover up my baldness.
Thus I have come to the conclusion that I possibly the least vain person I know as I am supremely unbothered by my current lack of hair. This may be because I am fairly certain that this is a temporary state of affairs. Or perhaps I am the vainest person I know as the thought of wearing a wig just fills me with despair.
Either way I came to the conclusion very quickly that when I am out and about wearing a woolly hat is easier as when my head gets too hot (which it does quite quickly, especially when entering overheated shops) taking off my hat is slightly less startling to those around me that whipping off a wig, which is infinitely more uncomfortable and hotter than my woolly hat.
Wednesday, 12 January 2011
Sunday, 9 January 2011
Well That's My Theory Down The Pan...Literally!
Sunday 9th January
My last chemo was on Friday 31st December. They had to use a new vein as my previous one has completely given up the ghost. I do wonder where the blood goes when a vein collapses. Answers on a postcard.
Anyway, I had assumed that since I had not thrown up previously that the cold cap was responsible for my nausea and sickness. How wrong I was! I threw up more this time than all the previous sessions put together and in fact generally felt much worse. Indeed as you will appreciate throwing up for the umpteenth time meant that I was throwing up on an empty stomach which is really the most awful thing ever. Added to this was the fact that any anti-emetics I had taken were chucked up as well before they had any chance to take effect, which probably made things even worse.
I can only attribute this to the following factors. Firstly I don't think I drank nearly as much water as previously and indeed Terry did comment on this after the event! Secondly, I usually have my chemo on a Wednesday so on Thursday and Friday I am alone all day and can, if not actually sleep, completely "zone out" as there is no one in the house to disturb me. This time however my two days after chemo were the weekend and although I did spend most of my time in bed the fact that there were people in the house, albeit quite quiet, I do not feel that I rested as much as I usually do. Thirdly I was getting over a cold and the effects of chemo might be cumulative, which doesn't bode well for the next two!
In general I have felt much more tired this time and I suspect this is entirely down to the lack sleep/rest in the immediate aftermath of the chemo.
Fortunately my next chemo is scheduled for Wednesday 26th January so hopefully all the above "problems" will be obviated.
The light at the end of the tunnel is nearly visible although Wednesday 16th February seems a long way off at times.
My last chemo was on Friday 31st December. They had to use a new vein as my previous one has completely given up the ghost. I do wonder where the blood goes when a vein collapses. Answers on a postcard.
Anyway, I had assumed that since I had not thrown up previously that the cold cap was responsible for my nausea and sickness. How wrong I was! I threw up more this time than all the previous sessions put together and in fact generally felt much worse. Indeed as you will appreciate throwing up for the umpteenth time meant that I was throwing up on an empty stomach which is really the most awful thing ever. Added to this was the fact that any anti-emetics I had taken were chucked up as well before they had any chance to take effect, which probably made things even worse.
I can only attribute this to the following factors. Firstly I don't think I drank nearly as much water as previously and indeed Terry did comment on this after the event! Secondly, I usually have my chemo on a Wednesday so on Thursday and Friday I am alone all day and can, if not actually sleep, completely "zone out" as there is no one in the house to disturb me. This time however my two days after chemo were the weekend and although I did spend most of my time in bed the fact that there were people in the house, albeit quite quiet, I do not feel that I rested as much as I usually do. Thirdly I was getting over a cold and the effects of chemo might be cumulative, which doesn't bode well for the next two!
In general I have felt much more tired this time and I suspect this is entirely down to the lack sleep/rest in the immediate aftermath of the chemo.
Fortunately my next chemo is scheduled for Wednesday 26th January so hopefully all the above "problems" will be obviated.
The light at the end of the tunnel is nearly visible although Wednesday 16th February seems a long way off at times.
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