My white counts are up so high that I feel really good today, although I had a rocky morning with some queasiness. I decided to take advantage of the good weather and my good health today and took Riley for a nice 30 minute walk. It felt good to be moving and outside and I truly appreciated the green grass and flowers everywhere after our long winter. Riley seemed to appreciate it too and examined nearly every blade of grass along the way. He actually needs the exercise because he's gotten a little chunky and I just need to move.
I've decided to shave my head tonight because my hair is really starting to come out now. This is a hard decision to make, but I know it's the right one. While I was getting my blood drawn yesterday (I'm getting much better at it), the phlebotomist who also works with Mom and at NIH, Ronnie, sat down with me and said it would be better to shave it than to have it fall out. She assured me that it will grow back and, "be lovely." I am not looking forward to shaving it, but it is necessary.
I had a weak moment yesterday when I looked in the mirror and started to see a little bit of a bald batch coming in up front. I realized that it's definitely happening, but I had hoped I had a little more time before it came out. I can't stop my hair from coming out, but it's still hard to actually get to that point where it is really happening to me. Tonight will be difficult, but it has to be done. I'll either let my brother shave me or Mike. My brother has experience using the hair clippers and I used to shave his head when he was younger, so this could be his moment. I put away all my hair products and hair gels for now because I don't need any additional reminders. Mike keeps telling me that I'll be a beautiful bald woman and soon he'll get to see what that looks like on me.