I am losing my hair.
It comes out of my head in large chunks if I pull on it gently and my pillow is full of hair in the morning. My beard has also become patchy and thin.
On one hand I am excited to see that the chemo is doing its thing, on the other hand I can't help but be weirded out.
I realized yesterday that it almost feels that the whole cancer thing is coming to an end by now. We have had all these powerful emotional experiences and the chemo treatment was already three weeks ago. Routine is coming back a bit, and things are becoming 'normal' again. Clint said yesterday "By now I'm used to it." Well put.
Losing my hair now is a reminder that the impact of the treatment is just beginning. One more round of chemo and then still 7 weeks of radiation and chemo. There is lots to come yet...