My hair is getting to the point where I’ve decided I’m going to start wearing a hat in public. The first deluge of escaping follicles began after my surgery. I was told the anesthesia can cause this but I would imagine a good trauma could too (gee, have I had some of those lately?). Then, since the chemo started, it’s been a steady exodus, and without rogaine or hair club for men replenishing the crop, it’s gettin’ pretty thin. To the point where it just looks like a bad hair day every day. I’m lucky that I had a lot of hair to begin with so I kind of had a jump start on the thing. My therapist was asking me how I would handle the hair loss if and when it happened. How many people identify having hair with strength and its loss with weakness. To me it doesn’t matter. At least I consider it a temporary situation. But to have hair or not, to shave it all if there’s some deficiency to me is not an issue at all (but I do draw the line at the comb over). My appearance is what it is so just suck it up.


