A New Look

Well, it has happened.  Saturday night I ran my fingers through my hair and came away with a fist full of hair.  So the time had come to shave it off.  Better that than having to clean it up all over the house!  Even though I knew it was coming, it was still a bit of a reality check when it happened.  I have been feeling so good and normal, that it was just a reminder that I am fighting cancer and that my body is going to do strange things - like loose all my hair.  I imagine that the eyebrows, eyelashes, and peach fuzz left on my head will fall out within a few days.

Yesterday I asked our neighbor, Diane, to come take pictures while Ken acted as my hairdresser - or "dehairdresser" as the case may be!

Ken now has more hair than I do!