And it all falls down...

As I washed my hair and blew it dry today, fistfuls of hair fell out into my hands. It made me sad. I wanted to cry. It is so hard to be at the mercy of the chemo drug. I had to keep turning the blow-dryer off to gather the hair off my hands and throw it into the garbage. Eventually, I gave up. Most of my hair was dry. I ended up putting my hair in a pony-tail or I would be shedding hair all day and it would be all over me and the house.  At least this way, when I brush my hair I can gather all the fallen pieces at one time. I sleep with my hair in a pony-tail or I suspect it would be all over my pillow and bed. I go for my next chemo treatment in a couple hours. I would imagine that over the next two or three days, the rest of the hair will fall out.  Our family is going to have a head-shaving party in a day or two - Derek and Ry as well in a show of solidarity. We will definitely get that family picture! I think a few tears will be shed then, as it all falls down around me...