Day 13

Today is the day the clumps of hair started coming off. This picture below is two gentle brushes on wet hair. Errant strands kept coming off when I tried to dry my head with a hair dryer. They just keep coming even when I've stopped drying to join with the tears that keep coming.

My heart is officially broken. I can't wait until Monday. Friday is my day of choice to shave my head. My aunt happened to call me as it was happening and offered to accompany me to the salon and I will take her up on it. Reality is here.

UPDATE: I couldn't get an appointment for the shave and wig styling until Monday at 11am. Monday it is.

Day 13