Well.
It's Judgement Day in the hair department. I have a mixture of emotions. Over the years, I've been curious about shaving my head. Watching my hair lose it's battle with my advancing forehead, I pondered the bald look.
A simple thing against cure, I'd have no problem giving my hair away permanently in the exchange. And, I think, a pinky. Pinkies are under-rated. They are pretty strong. You can grip pretty hard if you want to between thumb and pinky. Both pinkies.
So, it's not the hair. It's the proof of reality coupled with the desire to see this as affirmation of chemo's effectiveness. When I think too much about it.
Regarding my purely physical body, I think this is pretty funny. It's really not the hair I'm curious to see what I look like without. It's the eyebrows. I think that's hysterical. I *might* have one day shaved my head. But I've never even considered shaving my eyebrows.
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