This morning, as I was getting ready for a trip I shaved my underarms for the first time since December. This I didn’t miss! But then again, being both lazy and wearing long sleeves all winter, I wouldn’t really have been shaving in that time period anyway.
It did get me thinking about things I missed during chemo. I missed my hair, though it never went away completely. It is growing back pretty quickly and I’m already annoyed by the way it is sticking out around my ears! I bought a boar bristle beard brush for taming it a bit since none of the hairs are long enough nor close enough together to be touched by my normal hair brush. One thing that is an issue is that the hair I had all along is now longer than the new hair so I have hair and then a layer over it of fuzz. I’ll be seeing my hair dresser soon to get it buzzed to a single length!
I don’t miss the chemo itself, although it was nice to see the friendly faces at the oncology unit. I will see them when I go for my monthly maintenance on my power port, it needs monthly flushing. I do miss the excuse for not exercising and or for gaining weight, not that I ever needed excuses for that in the past!
It seems a little hard to believe right now, as I am huddled under my electric blanket with a fleece throw over my shoulders, but I have every reason to believe that tonight I will once again become a woman on fire.
It is chemo day. If the experience of my other two treatments holds, that means that this evening, and especially while I am trying to sleep, I will overheat. If you are familiar with the tv show Dr Who then you will know what I mean by regeneration. For those who don’t, it is when the Dr changes to a new body. Anyway, that’s what I feel like. Like heat, if not flame, is pouring out of me with no sign of stopping. Watch this little clip of River Song regenerating to see what I mean. Doctor Who – Melody Pond Regeneration
So, there is no screaming, and I don’t turn out to have a different body at the end, but the sort of blow torch extremities part, that is pretty accurate. I must say, I was never more glad that I have lost my hair than I was the first couple nights after my last treatment! I have taken some steps to prepare this time. I have actually broken down and spent the seemingly ridiculous amount charged for moisture wicking pajamas, most often marketed to women in menopause. I have also searched for tips, like take a hot bath before bed. I know! Hot!?! Apparently it tricks your body or something. It is like the thing about drinking hot tea in the heat, which cools your body. I don’t get it, but I’ll try it!
Of course it is possible that I will not have the same reaction to the treatment this time and the expensive pjs will just be a nice addition to my sleepwear collection. That is one of the other joys of chemo, I’m told, you don’t necessarily have the same symptoms every time, even when the drug is the same. In the meantime, here I sit as my normal chilly self contemplating life.
As most of you know, I am in the process of losing my hair due to chemotherapy. I have almost always had my hair short, sometimes extremely so, and I was not expecting to have much of an issue with the hair loss thing.
Over the years I have used an assortment of hair care tools and products. Brushes, combs, clippers, hair dryers of various sorts, shampoos, conditioners, dyes, even curling irons, barrettes, and ponytail elastics on those brief periods of longer hair! I did a Google search for salon supply stores and none of them listed lint rollers. I know, you are shocked by that!
I give you, the humble lint roller!
When my hair was starting to come out easily I had it clipped down to a number 2 (1/4 inch or so) and thought that would be great. And it was to some extent. The problem was that I couldn’t touch my head without coming away with a hand covered with little short hairs. Apparently I touch my head quite a lot. Imagine that awkward moment when, say at the checkout at a store, you ‘run your hand through your hair’ then look down and see your hand coated in short dark hairs…what do you do with it?
Even when I could keep myself from touching my head hair turned up on the collar of all my coats etc. As I noticed the layer of hair in my winter jacket the other day the light bulb went on. I thought, oh I need to remember to lint roll that when I get home. Wait! Lint rolling…hmm…
This is how the lint roller moved into my list of must-have hair care tools!